No more concerts. No more photo shoots. No more interviews. I was finally and officially off from so-called work for two weeks. I don’t know what we would be doing after those two weeks were up, maybe working on a new album or something else equally pointless. Yesterday after we got back to Florida from the last concert, Lance approached me and said he was sorry for sleeping with Livvie. I forgave him only because I didn’t care. She was dead, I killed her, I hated him, the end. Nothing more to talk about. I just hated hearing all the fans talk about Lance and how sad he looked. The death of Livvie was leaked to the press and everyone wanted to speak to us. We, of course, turned them down but wouldn’t this be a great story to read in the National Enquirer?nextI lived in Los Angeles but I liked to hang around Orlando from time to time just catching up on a few old friends. Here I was, 11:30 at night, driving around town finding something to do. I didn’t feel like clubbing only because I wasn’t in the mood to kill anything tonight. So what was a guy like me supposed to do now? I’m driving around, or least I thought, in circles until I see Gennie’s house just down the street. My car seems to just take over and leads me towards her house. I see the lights are on so maybe I should pay a little visit. As my car rolls closer, I see Joey’s car. Damn it, doesn’t he ever leave her alone? Oh wait.
Joey walks out the front door. He looks pissed as he marches straight to his car and drives off rather fast. What in the hell happened? I park my car where Joey’s was and climb out, looking up at the large two story house. This is one of the reasons I’m glad her and Joey aren’t getting really serious about their relationship. He has his own place, and Gennie keeps the house her and I once shared. I walk up the lighted sidewalk to the front door. I hope she’s up for company. I knock. No answer. I knock again and this time I can hear her small dog barking. I knock once more knowing that she’s home but still no answer.
Pulling out my keys, I find the old house key. I was surprised after the break up she never asked for the key back. And I’m glad I never found it in myself to give it back. I unlock the doors and step inside. Silence. Italia, her puppy Doberman barks at me until I pick her off the floor and walk into the kitchen. I make myself at home as I pull bottles of alcohol from the top of the fridge and start making a drink. Italia dances around on the counter until I push her into the sink and watch her struggle to get out when I turn on the facet and pour water on her little head. I’m finding this amusing.
After the dog is drenched in water, I pick her out and let her run around, wetting the carpet up nicely. I hear a door close from upstairs once I enter the living room. “Gina?” I call out while walking up the stairs in search of the beauty. “Gina girl. Where are you?” The bedroom door is slightly open with light peeking through it’s cracks. I push it open to get a better view of the room and find what I was looking for. There she was, Gina David, the love of my life, lying on her bed with her back facing me wearing a long, silk nightgown. It clings to her curves. The body of a goddess. I enter the room, quietly closing the door after me and place my drink on a nearby table. My hand reaches out, lightly grazing her naked shoulder as I feel her tense up at my touch. She rolls over just as I take a seat on the bed; her eyes were filled with tears and her lips were pouting perfectly. “Angel-face…” I no longer feel like JC Chasez of Nsync. For the first time in over two years, I am back to being Josh. Her Josh. I lean in, claiming her lips mine. Her arms lift off the bed and around my neck, pulling me closer towards her. I am in complete… ecstasy.
I wake up a few hours later, my arms curled tightly around her. I can tell she’s awake as her fingers move in and out of the candle’s flame. A soft kiss on her shoulder let her know that I’m awake as she turns to face me. She traces my face with her fingers before kissing my chin. “Why did you come here tonight?”
“I… I haven’t the slightest idea.” I knew that was a lie. I was there to see her. To hold her. To love her.
“Thank you for coming anyway,” she snuggles closer to my body as if our bodies will join and become one.
I kiss her forehead, “You were crying.”
“Don’t.” I stopped. “I’m hungry.”
“I know what we can do.”
She pulls away from me to look in my eyes, “Blueberry, apple or plain?”
I roll onto my back, “Blueberry.”
A light laugh escapes her lips as she jumps from the bed, pulling the nightgown back on before walking out the door. I can hear her in the kitchen already getting out the box of pancake mix. Whenever it would be late at night and we couldn’t sleep or needed a light midnight snack, we would always eat breakfast just a few hours early. Pancakes seemed to be the favorite. I slide out of bed, pulling my pants back on my hips and head down the stairs. I stand in the kitchen doorway just watching my goddess mix the dry powder with water. Her body is gorgeous in that gown as she moves about, I swear she could be floating.
While waiting for the pan to heat up, I spin her to face me, take hold of her thin waist and prop her onto the counter kissing her arms. A smile comes across my face as I look up into her perfect eyes and down to her perfect lips. I can’t help but think of what might have happened to her to I didn’t fuck up. “Why did you stop dancing?”
Her face drops as she pushes me away and attends to cooking. “How could you not remember? You pushed me down the stairs breaking my leg.”
I grind my teeth and rest my head on her shoulder, “I never mea--”
“I know, you never meant to hurt me.” She pours the batter on the hot metal.
Silence follows as I walk away from her and head into the living room and towards the radio. I can’t help myself as I smile at an old familiar CD. After placing it in the player, I turn up the volume and head into the kitchen. I don’t care about the pancakes any longer. I bow towards Gennie, “May I have this dance?” She walks towards me, forgetting about the food as well. I pull her close to me and lock my lips on hers. We move around the dining room peacefully as I softly sing in her ear.
Craving you body all through the night
Feels like I’m going through withdrawals
I wanna hold you
I want you inside these arms
I’m dying to taste you, I can’t deny
Can’t get you out of my mind
Please let me hold you
‘Cause I need you lovin’ tonightTears quickly fill her eyes as she wraps her arms around me, pulling me closer. Usher vibrates through the house as we dance.
I get so lonely
Thinking about you
You are the only
Girl I dream of or think of at all
I’m so into you
Outta my mind for you
Say you can’t go a day without me
Girl I love you and I want you
And I need you, I need you, I need youWe were so caught up in the moment, we almost didn’t smell the pancakes burning. Gennie ran from my arms and into the kitchen. I follow to make sure everything is okay and see an ugly, black pancake sitting in the pan. I reach over to turn off the stove and lift Gennie in my arms, “I wasn’t that hungry anyway.” She laughed quietly to herself as I lead the way back up the stairs. I am in love.