by Sammie J
I hear her close the door and I stop at Lara's room and knock. I open it and find her stretched out on her bed reading a magazine. She looks up at me. “Are you ok Lara?”
She half smiles, “I will be. It's a shock and I'm a little pissed off at the state of the flat. I'm going to have to get cleaners in there as soon as the police say it's ok to go back.”
I don't know what I expected her to say, I guess something along the same lines as Peppa, but Lara is spoiled so I shouldn't be that surprised. “Ok you know where I am if you need me and you can stay as long as you like.”
She now smiles sweetly at me, “So how long is Viper here for?”
I lean back on the door frame, “About a month, before they leave to go on tour.”
Her smile gets bigger, “Thanks brother dearest, I think this could be a fun stay.”
I shake my head at her in bewilderment, “Goodnight Lara.” And I leave her to her magazine.
I head back down stairs and can hear the lads practicing. I make myself a drink and head for my office to make a few phone calls before bed.
Chapter 11 (PEPPA)
I jerk awake from a dream I can’t remember, I look down at myself and find my hand between my legs. I shift a little and feel a wet patch. I must have been playing with myself in my sleep and Oh boy does that make me feel embarrassed. I try to see if I can remember any of my dreams that brought me to this state but nothing comes to me. It's not hard to figure out who they were about as the sexual tension between the three of us grows stronger.
I swing my legs to the edge of the bed and sit up and take a look around. As I’m sitting there, the events of last night come back to me and I tell myself I'm not going to cry, I will be strong. I search for my phone as I can't see a clock anywhere but I can't find it. I remember talking to Monica for a while last night, letting her know what happened and where I was. She was sympathetic and said if I needed a place to stay and could put up with a screaming baby, I was more than welcome to stay with her and her sister.
When I told her about Viper being here too, I swear she wanted to come over right then but I told her she should visit on the weekend. I look under the pillows and find my phone and noticed that it was after 10:00 am in the morning and panicked as I was late for work. It wasn't until I walked to the bathroom that I saw the note on top of a pile of clothes. I pick it up and read it.
Peppa
Don't worry about work today, the police have phoned and we need to go down to the station at 1:00 pm this afternoon, for you and Lara to answer more questions. I have a lawyer meeting us there just in case. I hope you don't mind I bought you some clothes and I hope they fit. I will be in the kitchen when you wake with a cup of tea with your name on it. See you soon, hope you slept well.
Love Noah. X
A small smile appears on my face and I giggle at the kiss he left at the end of the message as it's such a girly thing to do. I head for the shower, get in and wash myself. I find a toothbrush so I brush my teeth and I even find a brush for my hair. Noah has thought of everything. I head back to the bedroom, pick up the pile of clothes and find a cute summer dress, a pair of jeans and a couple of Cami tops. He has also brought me some very sexy lacy knickers that won't cover much. Ok, he hasn't thought of everything, there is no bra in the pile. I can't go to the police station without a bra on, I could poke someone’s eyes out! So I flip through it all again to make sure and no, there is no bra. I remember I wore a bra yesterday and I find it dumped where I took my work clothes off the night before. I put it on and choose a pair of white knickers to match, I pull on a pair of jeans and black Cami top and make my way to the kitchen.
Noah has his back to me when I walk in. He is wearing jeans and nothing else and I admire the view. He certainly fills them out well.
“Morning Noah.” He quickly turns around. I guess he didn't realize I was there which makes me smile a bit.
He smiles back at me, “Morning Peppa, next time don't scare me like that I nearly fried my hand.”
I ignore him as words can no longer be formed by my mouth, I’m fixated on Noah’s chest. He is more muscular than Juan and his six pack is very much defined and I drool thinking about kissing each and every bump.
He chuckles, “Well it's good to know I can get the same reaction from you as you gave Juan last night when he took his top off.”
I feel myself blush and find myself saying, “Sorry.”
“Don't be. I like you looking at me that way.” I swear the colour in my face went up another notch of red.
Lara enters the kitchen. “Coffee, I need coffee.”
Noah looks at me and rolls his eyes which causes me to hold in a laugh.
“Is it just us then? No Cruz, Saul or Juan? Bummer. I was so hoping to see them first thing in the morning, in their boxer shorts or naked would be better.”
Noah starts to speak as I start to daydream, “That reminds me I need to talk to you about that, they keep odd hours as they are up most of the night doing rock and roll stuff.” He says this while doing air quotes. “And they will sleep through the day so they won't be up and about till around 5 pm each day.”
I only catch the words odd hours before I drift more into my fantasy land. Lara makes a good point, I wouldn't mind seeing a naked Juan first thing in the morning, and a naked Noah would be a bonus. Images play across my mind of two very naked men standing in front of me. I'm brought back to the room when I feel knuckles rap on my forehead.
“See what I mean? Peppa are you in there? Have you come back from where ever it is you go?”
I give Lara an evil look, “Sorry, what did you say?”
Lara shakes her head at me, “I'm heading back to my room. I will let you fill her in Noah, call me when you are ready to leave.” I watch her walk out the door and stick my tongue out at her.
Noah laughs, “I think she deserves the finger for what she did, and I have a good use for that tongue of yours.”
I try and hide behind my cup of tea but there is no way I can hide how red my face is right now so I say. “Ok, fill me in Noah.” He places a plate of scrambled eggs in front of me and tells me to eat.
“I was saying it could be a long afternoon as the police will go over everything and ask you more intense questions. I wanted to make sure you are prepared.”
I swallow some eggs before I answer him, “Thanks Noah, I’m glad you are going to be there. I’m a little scared to be honest and I hope they don't think it was anything we did.”
His eyebrows drop as he frowns at me, “What do you mean Peppa?”
“I keep thinking what if I left a window open and that's how they broke in, or what if I didn't lock the door? I feel guilty and keep thinking it’s my fault.”
He comes around the counter and walks straight up to me, takes me into his arms, looks me right in the eyes and says, “Peppa this isn't your fault, don't blame yourself ok? Let’s hope we get some answers from the police later.”
I give him a weak smile and he kisses me on the forehead. “Thanks for the clothes by the way, they are a perfect fit but you forgot to get me a bra.”
He lets me go and with the biggest smile on his face he says, “Did I? How rude of me, maybe I think you have perfect tits and they don't need to be confined in a bra.”
I decide to wipe that smile of his face. “Maybe you didn't think that when we walk into that Police Station that all eyes will be on me as my breasts bounce all over the place and my nipples get hard and poke through my top.” I watch the smile slowly slip from his face. “It's ok Noah I have the bra I had on yesterday, which I am wearing now.” I get up from my seat, kiss him on the cheek and head for the lounge.
It feels weird to not be working. I would rather be there than having to face questioning this afternoon. I don't know where Noah went, so I turn the TV on and watch some chat show which nearly makes me fall asleep.
Noah enters the room and sits down by me. He has changed into one of his work suits and he smells good enough to eat.
He hands me a sandwich, “You should eat this, I don't know how long they will keep you and I don’t want you to starve.”
I look at it and I don't think I can eat it but I try. My nerves are kicking in and I feel sick, but I force the sandwich down.
Noah drives us over to the Police Station and I’m sitting in the car quiet as a mouse. Lara was her usual self, making it all about her and she didn't show any sign of being upset or nervous like I was. Once there, Noah introduced me to his lawyer. I guess he didn't think he would be needed but Lara ended up taking the lawyer in with her for her interview. So I ended up going in alone. Noah wasn't happy about this and even asked if he could come in with me but he was told no. I put my hand on his, “Noah it's ok, I'm fine, I will be back before you know it.”
He gives me a sad face and I kiss his cheek. “I will be waiting right here for you Peppa, I'm not going anywhere.” And with that Noah sits down on a chair.
The police go over the same questions I was asked the day before, “Was anything taken?” “Do you have any idea who would have done this?” “Is there anyone who holds a grudge against you?” And then it gets personal, “Did you leave a window open or the door unlocked? “Why do you think someone would write slut on your wall?” Then I had to tell them about Jacob. I didn't want to as I didn't think it was something he would do. But they told me I had to name anyone who I thought was behaving differently and Jacob had been.
After two and a half hours of sitting in that room, I had had enough and when they started asking the same questions again my anger rose. After another thirty minutes of me basically feeling like I burgled my own place, I was allowed to go. I was also told that I could go and get some clothes, but had to be careful as the police hadn't finished their investigation yet.
Noah was still sitting where I left him and when he saw me he stood up and made his way over and took me into his arms.
I look up at him, “I really would like to get out of here now. Do we have to wait for Lara?”
He shakes his head, “No, she already left, she said she was meeting someone.”
“Ok do you need to be anywhere? I have been told I can go home and get some clothes.”
Noah looks down at me, “Sweetheart, I'm all yours, come on lets go and get your clothes. I'm more than willing to take you shopping for new ones if you like?”
“Thanks, but I really would like my own.” I take a hold of Noah's hand and we walk out of the police station together.
When we get to my flat, there are police still milling around. I tell them I’m here to get some stuff and I’m told not so politely to try and touch as little as possible. I walk to my bedroom and Noah follows, I shake a little at the sight, it doesn't get any better the second time around seeing your belongings trashed.
“Shit, Peppa you didn't tell me about this.” I know what Noah is looking at and I flinch, but turn to face him. Noah is staring at my wall, his fists and jaw are clenched.
“What? That I’m a slut?” I thought I was being funny with that comment, but Noah wasn't laughing.
He looks at me but I turn away to try and find something that isn't ripped and that I can actually wear. Twenty minutes later, I have a couple pairs of jeans, a few dresses, a handful of T-shirts, some PJ's and no knickers or bra's as each and every pair I own had been destroyed.
Noah still hasn't said anything to me, and he doesn't on the way back to his place either. So I keep quiet and turn to look out the car window so he can't see my tears.
When we get back to his place Noah excuses himself, saying he has phone calls to make and I head for the room I'm staying in to put away what little clothes I have. When I'm done, I sit down on the bed and let my head fall into my hands and cry. It was all too much for me and I needed to let it all out.
After having a stern talk to myself, I shower and put on the little cute blue summer dress Noah bought, minus a bra, and I head into the lounge. I make myself a vodka and slump down on the sofa, trying to look as if I don't care and that I'm strong. I don't see Juan standing there watching me. It's only when he says, “Hi.” And walks over and sits by me that I register his existence.
“You look beautiful tonight.” I laugh at him and he looks confused, “What? What did I say?”
“I'm sorry, I have had a really shitty day and that line. Well, I don't feel so beautiful right now.” He puts his hand on mine and Oh boy a flick of heat goes right though me. I turn my body to face him, look down at his hand then back up at him and I do something that shocks us both, I lean in and place my lips on his. He kisses me back and my whole body burns.
A voice suddenly comes out of nowhere. “Err hello, other people in the room.”
I quickly wrench myself away from Juan and see Cruz standing there watching us with interest on his face. I take in Cruz by looking him over, he is as tall as Juan, his eyes are an amazing shade of brown which remind me of dark chocolate, his hair is white as snow and he also has purple streaks running through his hair. He has very high cheek bones and is very pretty, almost feminine looking, and really can only be describe as drop dead gorgeous.
“So you must be the famous Peppa I keep hearing about.” He walks over and takes my hand and places a kiss there. And I swear I swooned.
Juan growls out a, “Back off Cruz.” And I snap my head around to look at Juan with a WTF look on my face.
Saul then enters the room and Cruz laughs and backs away. Saul smiles at me, “Hi Peppa I’m glad to finally meet you.” He doesn't come over to me, he nods his head so I nod back at him.
“You both ready to head out.” Saul looks from Juan to Cruz when he says this.
Juan looks up and says, “Yes, I will meet you outside in a minute.” Both Cruz and Saul say goodbye and exit the room.
“Peppa do you have any plans tonight?
I turn to look back at Juan, “No, not unless you include drowning my sorrows as plans.” I raise my glass to show him what I mean. He brings his forehead down to mine, “We can talk about today when I get back if you want, I'm not going to be long.”
I smile, “I would rather watch you play the drums naked,” my hand goes over my mouth. I wasn't supposed to have said that out loud.
He laughs, removes my hand from my mouth and places a soft kiss to my lips, he stands and says, “That can be arranged. I won't be long and hopefully we can spend some time together.”
He starts to walk away and I mutter softly, “I would love to spend some time with you especially if you are naked.”
I hear him chuckle and watch his frame slowly disappear away from me.
I get up and make myself another drink, Noah walks in and asks me to make him one to. “Was that the lads I heard?”
I pass him his drink. “Yes they have gone out for a bit but shouldn't be long.”
“Have you eaten anything since this afternoon Peppa?” He eyes up my drink when he says this.
I poke my tongue out at him, “It's only my second, and I thought I could cook for you if you like?”
“I’d like that, but I have to go out myself. I need to head to the office because I need some files so I can work on them over the weekend. But please, help yourself, my kitchen is your kitchen.”
I turn serious for a moment and ask the question that has been bugging me, “Noah, about what was written on my wall, it’s personal isn't it?”
He sighs, “It looks that way, yes. But don't worry about it OK I’m here to protect you and Juan isn't going to let anything happen to you. So please relax and I hope you enjoy your time here with me.”
“I will try and there is plenty of eye candy for me to look at to keep me happy.” I let out a giggle when I see the look on his face.
He shakes his head. “I need to go. Oh, and Peppa? That dress looks good on you and with no bra either it’s even better.” He laughs when he sees the colour on my face change to bright red.
He starts to walk out the room, “I will see you in a bit, and go and make something to eat before you have too
many of them.” He looks down at the glass in my hand. “See you later Peppa,” and he's gone.
Guess it’s me, myself and I. I think to myself and decide I really should eat. I make my way to the kitchen. I’m really not hungry but I open the cupboards anyway and spot of tin of soup, so I decide that will do. I heat it up in the microwave and sit at the kitchen counter and slurp it down and feel a little better for it. I hear voices and head in the direction where they are coming from to see who it is. Juan meets me half way and gives me a dazzling smile that melts every fiber in me.
“We are heading down stairs to practice and I was wondering if you would like to come and sit and listen?”
“OMG really? I would love that.” He holds out his hand for me and I take it and we both look at each other when the heat hits us both. He places a kiss on my forehead and leads the way down stairs.
Noah has kitted out the basement with everything an artist needs. He certainly spared no expensive with the High Tech equipment. I can see that the room is divided into two areas. One area is divided behind glass which I think is where the recording takes place, and then the room we were in which looks like a control room. There is a mixing console, microphones, and speakers it all looks confusing to me. Juan's drum kit is off to one side and there a few guitars lying around.
Cruz and Saul are both sitting on stools, both with guitars in their hands. Juan leads me to a black leather sofa and we both sit down.
He whispers in my ear, “Saul has been working on a song and it's a big deal for him as he doesn't usually sing.”
I look over at Saul. He has the same colour eyes as Juan. They are almost alike in looks but Saul has dark brown hair and his features are harder than Juan's. If he softened up and relaxed a bit, you would think they were twins.
Saul starts to play his guitar, it's a slow tune and then he starts to sing. His voice is a lot deeper than Cruz's but the emotion in it and the words he sings are heart breaking. I listen and let his words sink through my skin.
