Tudor Rubato

by Jamie Salisbury

  “Would you like a foot massage, love?” I couldn’t look at him as I turned and walked toward the living room. He knew darn good and well that my feet were extra sensitive and I let no one touch them, not even him.

  “No way in hell, love,” I replied as I tried to hurry my way out of the kitchen. I hardly remembered him backing me up against the wall in the hallway. His tongue was in my mouth and mine in his and everything was a blur. Where my glass was I don’t recall.

  “Amade…”I locked my arms around his neck. “I need you…”

  “I need you too, love and I’m gonna give you exactly what you need.” I felt his heavy erection pressed against me as our mouths met once again and our tongues tangled.

  And then my top was gone, and my shoes were missing. My jeans and bra were lying in a puddle on the floor.

  He paused a moment to look at me, his gaze, smoldering and hot. His attention fixed on my black lace thong panties with lust in his eyes.

  He kissed me again, deeply and thoroughly, ripped away the tiny thong, lifted me up and wrapped my legs around his waist.

  I vaguely remember whimpering his name.

  “Go ahead, baby, let yourself go.” His skillful hands started to work their magic.

  I did, giving in to the powerful climax that ran wharp speed through my body, pleasure so intense and sweet.

  I felt his hands as they cupped my bare bottom, holding me in place as he carried me into the living room where he gently laid me on the floor.

  Gone were his tee shirt, jeans and running shoes. “I’ve waited too long for this Zara.” I wrapped my arms around his neck, his hair falling into my face as I clung to him as he took me with deep, powerful strokes. I felt a second climax building, my muscles tightening around him.

  Once I came again, I felt him as he followed me to release.

  He slumped against my shoulder as he gently laid his body against mine as we clung to each other.

  A few moments later as his breathing returned to normal, I heard him chuckle. “Damn woman, look what you made me do.” He leaned up on his elbows and forearms and brushed the hair out of my face. He leaned over me and we gently kissed.

  He helped me to my feet and held me close to him. “I love you Zara. Just know it’s been pure hell for me not to have already made love to you.”

  “I know, I know.” I kissed him on the cheek and slapped his ass. “Now that you’ve had your way with me matie, where’s my Guinness.”

  He threw his head back and laughed a deep low laugh. The one I have come to love. “I think I can help you with that, and more.”

  We began walking toward the kitchen clinging to each other when a tiny, yet powerful set of lungs overtook the dead quietness of the house. Elizabeth was awake and no doubt hungry. Oh welcome to the new sound of parenthood where your life as you once knew it will never be the same.

  Well, not for eighteen years or so.

  “Mr. Tudor, your daughter needs some attention.”

  He glanced at my naked body, taking notice that my breasts had begun to leak at the sound of the baby crying.

  “Damn, I was hoping…”

  I playfully slapped his shoulder as I turned and made my way towards the stairs.

  “Awwkkk!! Men! You have a one track mind. Bring my glass and keep me company while I take care of the baby. It’ll be warmer feeding her in the bed.”

  ******

  I can’t deny it I am psyched about putting Tudor Rose back together and hitting the road. Don’t get me wrong, I love Zara and that cherub Elizabeth, but I’ve been out of circulation long enough. I have to get back out in front of the masses in order to keep my career going.

  After releasing the singles from work Peter and I had written and produced and seeing the overwhelming positive response I knew I was going to have to put a band back together.

  Zara has been incredible throughout the entire ordeal. She’s undeniably been my staunchest supporter, and yes I knew I’d have to make a few deals with her along the way.

  I agreed to let her step back into her role as my manager and the manager of Tudor Rose. I only did so knowing that as we were connected with Peter’s company she would have all sorts of back up, and everyone connected with Peter is top notch.

  That fact has made it easier for her to commit I think. It gives her plenty of space to take care of Elizabeth. That was my only stipulation before I agreed to her resuming her role-that she put Elizabeth and us as a family ahead of the band or anything else connected with it.

  I really didn’t need to do that. I’ve always known she’d make a fantastic mother, but Zara can get caught up in things and neither of us want Elizabeth being raised by strangers. But I had to make my feelings known before rather than later.

  It was great to see the boys and I’m looking forward to the lot of us spending time together rehearsing and getting the old sound back.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Early the next afternoon Amadeus and I were enjoying a lazy afternoon. The rain had set in early in the morning, making it an easy decision to stay inside. We had finished up lunch and Amadeus and I were sitting in the living room. He had Elizabeth on his lap playing with her while she was still awake. Always having my camera nearby especially now since Elizabeth was born, I snapped some shots of daddy and daughter together.

  We had decided that since it was such a nasty day that once Elizabeth went to sleep we would talk about organizing the search for a new guitarist for Tudor Rose. I was going to submit advertisements along with the word of mouth the other band members were going to do. The auditions would take place in Edinburgh and that was another job I was going to hand over to Amadeus. Find a suitable place to hold auditions. Once everything was lined up, the others would fly into Edinburgh and the auditions would commence.

  Suddenly the phone rang, jolting me back out of my thoughts. I looked down on the caller ID and saw it was detective Franco’s number. I picked up the phone and pressed the talk button.

  “Detective Franco, what can I do for you today?” I asked, glancing in Amadeus’ direction as he sat with the baby in his lap playing with her. His head snapped up when he heard Franco’s name. “I hope you don’t mind detective, I’m going to put you on speaker so Amadeus can be part of our discussion.”

  “Good,” he replied. “Amadeus, Zara how’s that new baby doing?”

  “Spoiled rotten,”

  He laughed. “Look, I need to ask the two of you a question and you might find it odd.”

  “What’s that Joe?” Amadeus asked as he leaned over Elizabeth who had her fist wrapped around a lock of his dark hair.

  “Have you seen or heard from your brother?”

  “Angus?” I asked. Amadeus and I glanced at each other.

  “Not a word and neither has anyone else in the family. Why?”

  “We can’t find him.”

  The room went silent. So silent you could hear a pin drop.

  “What do you mean you can’t find him. He’s out on bail. Didn’t the bonding place get the name and contact information of everyone Angus knows including his unborn children?” Amadeus spat. He handed Elizabeth over to me. I could tell he was alarmed by the news.

  “Yes, they did. He put his house up when he posted. Did you know he owned the house outright; that there was no mortgage on it?”

  “The one his ex-wife Ashleigh is in?” Amadeus asked.

  “Yep. Their property settlement hadn’t been finalized, and the house was still in his name when he posted bond.”

  “Damn. I had no idea. But you say he’s vanished?”

  “Something like that. No one has seen him or has been able to track him down. In fact that was one of the terms of his bond that his attorney managed to get relinquished-a ankle monitor.”

  “You think he could come over here, to Scotland?”

  “Anything’s possible Zara. We just wanted to give you the heads up in case you hadn’t heard from him, and if you had we hope that you would share the informatio
n.”

  “Well, I assure you Joe, if either Zara or I hear from him in any way, shape or form we’ll contact your office immediately.”

  “Thanks guys. I hate that I had to be the bearer of bad news, but I wanted you to hear it from me and not the bonding company or the district attorney. I’m going to contact your other siblings and your mother and let them know.”

  “Well, my mother might be hard to reach. You have her cell don’t you Joe?”

  “Yes I do. If I can’t reach her I’ll call you back, okay?”

  “Okay. I just wish I knew what he was thinking. He was acting rather bizarre before we left Seattle like we’ve told you.”

  “Well, let’s see what transpires. Call me if you hear from him.”

  “Will do Joe. Talk to you soon. Hopefully under better circumstances.” Amadeus hit the talk button and ended the call. He laid the phone down on the table next to him and put his hands to his face. He didn’t move, he just sat there still. Then he drew his hand down his face and over the stubble, and glanced at me as he shook his head.

  I didn’t know what to say. Elizabeth was starting to fall asleep and I was afraid of disturbing her by speaking.

  “What is he thinking?”

  I shook my head and whispered, “I don’t know babe, but something’s not right. This entire thing, with his supposed involvement in your poisoning, and all is so out of character for him.”

  He stood up and walked to where the baby and I were seated on the sofa. He folded himself next to us and laid his head on my shoulder. He brought his hand up and rubbed a finger on Elizabeth’s cheek.

  “God Zara. She’s so innocent. And what about Angus’ kids? Ashleigh won’t be able to shield them from this forever, and no telling how much they already know.”

  “I know and now they’ve got a good chance of losing their home…” I gathered Elizabeth in my hands and handed her over to him. “Why don’t you put her down in the bedroom where the crib is while I make us something to eat.”

  “I’ll put her down, but I’m not hungry.”

  “I’m fixing us something and you will eat. Now go. Take her upstairs before she wakes up.”

  ******

  Surprisingly the next couple of weeks rocked along rather smoothly.

  Peter made an announcement to the media with Grace by his side regarding their relationship. And it came as a huge shock to everyone, except Amadeus and I, that the two were engaged to be married. Peter McNichol was finally going to remarry, and to none other than Amadeus’ mother, Grace.

  I had convinced Amadeus to contact Red, his former road manager to come on board now at least as his personal protection detail. I was nervous regardless of how well things seemed to be progressing between Amadeus and his former band mates. Plus we had this mess with Angus and his disappearance.

  Red was more than happy to assist in any way he could. He was in between jobs and more than ready for something new. He had been on almost all of the Tudor Rose tours and was quite devoted to Amadeus.

  It made me feel more at ease as Amadeus met up with his band mates as they held auditions for a new guitarist and held rehearsals in Edinburgh.

  Elizabeth was growing like a weed. Amadeus and I were amazed at how quickly babies change within the first few months and the first year.

  Late one morning while Amadeus was holding auditions, I rushed around attempting to catch up on my housework. I had Elizabeth in her bouncy seat where she was watching everything around her and making her baby noises. I had just folded a load of clothes and went to take them upstairs while she played. I wasn’t gone two minutes.

  When I returned Elizabeth was not in her seat where I had left her. Panicking I turned to start searching the downstairs. The doors were always locked, a habit I had ever since what had happened to Amadeus in Seattle, and I knew the windows were all locked. I headed toward the kitchen, when I heard a voice from the corner of the room.

  “She’s quite beautiful you know, Zara. You and Amadeus must be so proud.”

  To be continued. . .

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