Rock Her (5 page)

He collapsed on the bed next to her. Annie was well and fully
reamed and did not move.

They lay side by side breathing hard for several minutes. Then
Annie leaned over and kissed him.

“You know, I am spent,” she said, “but if you want to later you
are more than welcome to you know. I’ll take whatever you want to do to me. I’m
in a willing mood.”

Kip felt another pang in his cock when she said that. But he
would need more time to recover from the last orgasm. “You know, I just might
take you up on that offer.”

“Good,” Annie said. “And, Kip, I mean anything.”

Kip could not wait until his cock would obey again.

They both slept until two in the afternoon. Kip woke to the
banging on the door again just as he had the day before. He knew it would be
Jacky.

Fuck, Jacky
! He
thought. He slipped away from Annie, who still dozed, slipped on his PJ bottoms
and he went to the door. He opened it and walked away, expecting Jack to walk
in behind him. Jack didn’t follow.

He turned around and found two police officers standing there.
Kip immediately looked down at his swollen shoulder with the deep cut prominent
and scabbed.

“Kip Jones?” one of the cops said.

“Uh, yeah, that would be me.” Kip answered.

“I am afraid that we’re going to need you to answer some
questions.”

Kip looked at them both and smiled. “Yeah, I’ve been getting a
lot of that lately.”

Chapter
Two

Kip paced the floor in front of the two officers. Kip was
nervous, which was very unlike him. Annie stood aside and watched with
curiosity. She hadn’t seen him the least bit nervous yet. And, frankly, she did
not understand why this would have made him nervous at all. He got shot. He
chose not to go to the hospital. She could think of no law against that. The
shooter got away. There were plenty of witnesses to the event. She couldn’t see
how Kip should be in any trouble at all. So why would this normally controlled,
confident, remarkable man be nervous about being questioned by the two
policemen? For his part, Kip knew this could bring his entire fabricated
persona crashing down around him.

No, there would be no financial or legal ramifications, but Kip
never worried about such things anyway. He was worried about his past coming to
light, and so much pain and drama being revisited. He knew that there was no
way he could lie while trying to explain his wound, which was clearly visible
to the cops. All he could do was continue his carefree cockiness about the
event. Like he had with Annie. Brush it off, as if it were no big deal. Which
to him, it really wasn’t. But he knew from experience that cops were savvy, and
would be hard pressed to believe such an attitude. But then, Kip was a rock
star. He had that going for him.

Wait, what am I worrying
about, here?
Kip finally came to realize.
Even of this doesn’t go well, I can afford to handle it. I can hire the
best attorney’s in the world, and let them keep this whole affair tied up in
court for the rest of my life, if that’s what it takes.

But Kip knew, again from experience, that it would not take an
entire lifetime to solve this minor situation. No one was hurt except him, and
there really was nothing else to be done about it. A few questions, and send
them on their way. As soon as Kip thought this threw while he paced, he calmed
and his demeanor became more relaxed. Annie saw the transformation, and took
note of it. She cocked her head to the side, trying to make sense of it. Yes, a
very remarkable man, Kip is.

“Look, officer, Capuli, was it? Sir, I spent 12 years in the
Marine Corps, I have been shot before, several times actually. And I have
treated more wounds than Marcus
Welby
MD.”

The two cops looked at each other, not getting the reference.
Kip saw their questioning looks and explained.

“An old TV show about a doctor. Anyway, I took full stock of my
wound and knew it was not serious. When I came to my senses, the shooter had
disappeared. I am not too keen on dramatic publicity,” and Kip looked down,
thinking how strange that must sound coming from a rocker. “Off stage, that is.
There really was nothing else to be done. I helped Ms. Beecher here up, and we
carried on with our… date.” Kip winked in her direction. Not a single lie was
told there.

Annie shifted her beautiful eyes from the two cops to Kip, and
gave him a questioning smile.
Date? How
did that become a date? Have I ever been on a date so full of excitement? No, I
am sure I haven’t.

“Look,” the one who called himself officer Capuli said, “Mr.
Jones, you can’t just leave the scene of a shooting, especially when you’re the
one who was shot.”

Kip shook his head in mock confusion, narrowing his eyes at the
cop. “Why?” he asked.

“Well, uh,” The cop started.

“Is there a law against being shot?” Kip asked.

The two law enforcement officers looked at each other. One of
them, the one who was not Capuli, raised his eyebrows at the other. He was the
one who so far had not said a word. Capuli shrugged.

“No?” Kip asked. Annie saw that he was a genius at controlling
a situation. She thought for sure that there were laws against leaving the
scene of a crime. At least, she thought it would apply here, but she was not
lawyer. But the two cops never said anything about it.

Kip spread his arms. “Am I under arrest?” he asked.

“No. No you’re not, Mr. Jones.” Capuli answered. “We just want
more info. Why did this man want you dead?”

Kip shrugged. “I refused him an autograph?” Kip said.
It’s as good a reason as any I can think of.

It wasn’t that Kip wasn’t mildly curious about it, it’s just
that gunfire and being shot and hurt was such old hat to him. While some may
lay awake at night worrying about finances or even where their next meal was,
Kip’s life experience had made him hard and cold to worrying about anything.
And it was true that his experience in the mid-east had made any risk to his
life as normal as getting up and deciding what to eat for breakfast. That is,
if Kip actually ever got up in time to eat breakfast.

“Gentlemen,” Kip said to them. “I’ve got a busy day.” Annie
looked at him then. This was the first lie she heard him tell. She knew for a
fact that Kip did not have a damn thing to do today. “So, if I am not under
arrest…”

Capuli pointed to his shoulder, which was clean, but still red
and swollen. “I highly recommend you get that looked at by a doctor, Mr.
Jones.”

“It’s Kip, officer Capuli,” he said, “and I’ll go get it looked
as if it looks like it might be getting infected.”

The two cops looked at one another again. Capuli closed his
little notebook that he took from his breast pocket. “Okay,” he said. “There is
nothing more we need, then. Have a great day,
Mr
….
 
Kip.”

Kip followed the two cops to the door and showed them to the
hall, giving a quick wave before the door closed. When he turned around, his
eyes fell upon Annie, show stood leaning against the doorframe to the bedroom,
her arms crossed.

“What?” Kip asked.

“Kip,” Annie said. “Getting shot is not a normal occurrence,
even if you might think so. It’s just not.”

Kip shrugged.

“I don’t understand your reluctance to getting police help. Or,
for God’s sake, a doctor’s help. This is not a war zone. This is New York
City.”

Kip cocked his head. “Everywhere is a war zone, Annie.”

Annie pursed her lips. “Alright, Kip. Whatever you say. All I
am saying is, I just don’t understand.”

Kip walked to her and put his arms around her. “Well, you will.
Like I told you last night, I’ll tell you everything. Even my biggest secrets.”
He said to her.

“When?” Annie asked, narrowing her eyes at him. “You’re so busy
today.”

Kip smiled. “You know as well as I do I have nothing planned
today except spend it with you and working on the book.”

“So you told two lies to the police?” Annie asked.

“Two? No, just that one.” Kip said.

“No, you told another, too.”

“What other lie?” Kip asked.

Annie shoved herself off of the door jam and uncrossed her
arms. “The one about us being on a date.”

Kip looked at her questioningly.

“That was no date, Kip. You found me by chance at the bar. Real
dates are planned,” Annie said.

“Ah.” Kip said. “That lie.”

“Yes, that lie.”

Kip smiled. “Okay Annie. So, if I take you on a real date, will
that make you happy?”

“Well, Kip, you did screw me last night like I’ve never been
screwed before,” she said. “And I broke my rule about dating rock stars.”

“Your fake rule,” Kip corrected her. Annie smiled.
God, she is beautiful
. “And besides, you
broke your fake rule, Annie, not me. I just participated. But I’ll tell you
what. I am a traditionalist. I slept with you before I even took you on a real
date. And I know I owe you one. So let’s go.”

“What? Now?” Annie asked.

“Yeah, Now. What, you’re busy?” Kip asked sarcastically.

Annie crossed her arms again.

Annie adjusted the
Sennheiser
earphones on her head again, and the helicopter lifted off from the ground. Kip
gave her a quick smile. Annie gripped the arms of the bucket chair she sat in.
Her knuckles turned white. She could hear the sound of the engine through her
headphones, but mostly she just heard static and the perfectly timed beep of
the sound system. Kip adjusted his microphone and spoke into it.

“So, is this the first time you’ve flown?” Kip asked through
the static.

Annie blushed. “Not the first time I’ve flown. But the first
time it has been in something without wings. Never been in a helicopter
before.” She spoke loudly. Trying to be heard over the roar of the engine,
which was just over her head.

“You don’t have to yell, Annie,” Kip said. “Try to relax. I can
hear just fine over the headphones. Just enjoy the view!”

Annie tried to smile. “Not the idea I had when it came to a
date!” Annie said again, too loud.

“Believe me you’re never going to forget this date.” Kip said
into his
mic.

Annie nodded and tried to smile again then she looked out of
the window at her side, and took in the landscape growing ever smaller below
her. She’d seem New York City before from the window of an airplane, but never
like this, she had to admit, despite her anxiousness.

“Hanging By The Moment”
By
Lifehouse

She closed her eyes and breathed deeply. She let the hum of the
engine over her head vibrate inside, until she was able to push it back, so
that now the hiss in the headphones was the prominent noise in her ears. The
helicopter engine was now just a droll beat in her skull and spine. She took
another deep breath and picked up the scent of leather polish, no doubt used on
the luxurious seats they were now sitting in. Then she noticed a faint hint of
Kip’s cologne he’d put on earlier before they left the hotel room. It was drizzling
rain when they left the hotel and waited for the taxi, soaking them, so Annie
was surprised to still be able to smell it on him. She breathed deeper.

Then she opened her eyes to find him looking into them. He had
a slight grin on his face. He nodded to her and raised his eyebrows
questioningly. “That better?” echoed into her ears.

Annie smiled and nodded back, and then she turned and looked
out of the window. Mist was collecting on the glass, and when it ran down it
made tracks, distorting the view. But what a view it was. They had taken off
from atop the McNamara building. The entire roof was a heliport for Sampson
Flight, Inc. The company offered tours over the city or you could charter a
flight to anywhere in New England. Annie was amazed at how quickly Kip was able
to get reservations and get them both on board. In fact, she wasn’t really sure
he made reservations. She didn’t remember seeing him on the phone at all since
he’d decided to take her out on a real date. A quick shower for each of them and
they were out the door. Yet, when they’d arrived, he simply went to the desk
and talked to the woman behind it. Within minutes, they were on the helicopter
and buckling up while the engine whirled to life. Amazingly efficient.

Annie watched as the lights of the city grew smaller and yet
larger all at the same time. The city was huge. And the higher they ascended,
the more could be taken in. The traffic below showed as white lights and red
lights. Annie was amazed at how crowded the streets really were in New York
when viewed from above like this, especially since she knew no one who drove.
It made her world seem so small.

They rose past larger buildings and Annie could spy into
windows if she looked quickly enough. She could get quick glimpses of people living
out their lives over the greatest city on the world. She was amused at how
normal it all looked in the inside when outside was absolute chaos. She turned
back and gave a quick smile at Kip, who was watching her rather than the world
outside the helicopter.

“This is amazing!” she said, still too loudly into her
mic.

Kip nodded. “Isn’t it though?” He reached across and put his
hand over hers while it rested on her knee, just below the hem of her skirt.
She put her other hand atop his, then turned her gaze back out of the window.

They were now high above the highest buildings, and the view of
the entire city was before her. At least as far as she could see in the light
rain that still fell in scattered areas across the horizon. The sun was setting
and the sky was turning a light pink to the west. The entire Manhattan skyline
was looming before her under that glowing sky. The buildings were almost a
perfect backdrop to the amazing view.