The Rock'n'Roll Romance Box Set (Pam Howes Rock'n'Roll Romance Series) (83 page)

  
‘Christ,’ he said, stepping back. ‘That wasn’t supposed to happen.’

  
She moved in for another kiss. She could feel him twitching against her
and ran her hand over his crotch. He lifted her off her feet, kissing her
again.
 

  
‘Now look what you’ve done,’ he grinned. ‘You’d better go.’
 

  
She smiled into his shoulder. ‘Are you sure?’ She looked into his eyes,
searching his face.

  
‘No,’ he sighed, and stared at a place above her head. She held her
breath.

  
‘Stay with me,’ he whispered.
   

  
She nodded. ‘Will it be okay?’

  
‘Yeah. Sam’s collecting me in the morning around eleven, but you’ll be
gone before then.’

  
‘I’ll need to leave early to go home and get ready for work,’ she said.
‘I’ve nothing with me. No clothes or shampoo. Not even a toothbrush.’

  
‘There’s shampoo in the room and you can use my toothbrush,’ he
said.
  

  
‘It’s a deal.’
 

  
‘Come on, let’s go. I’ll ask for an alarm call.’ He took her hand and
led her back inside.
 

  
‘An alarm call and two room service breakfasts for
7:30
please, Sharon,’
he said to the redheaded receptionist. ‘And no calls to my room tonight.’

  
‘Certainly, Roy,’ Sharon
replied.

***

‘Oh, it’s gorgeous,’ Livvy gasped
as she stepped into his suite. ‘Pink’s my favourite colour, its so - so me!’

  
He nodded. ‘Yeah, it’s not bad. Bit fussy for my taste, but it serves
its purpose. There’s a Jacuzzi in the bathroom. Go fill it and we’ll jump in
together.’

  
‘Okay.’ She hurried into the bathroom and turned on the taps. She smiled
at her refection in the mirror. One more night with him and she’d be able to
persuade him there should be more. She didn’t object to being his mistress.
What she
did
object to was no contact
at all and she was sure now that that wasn’t
his
choice. It was Sammy laying down the rules. She strolled back
into the room. He was rummaging in the mini bar and produced a small bottle of
brandy. He unscrewed the top and slugged it from the bottle.

  
‘I need to call Sammy in a minute,’ he said.

  
She nodded. ‘Unzip me.’ She stood with her back to him and he kissed the
nape of her neck as he pulled down the zip of her dress. She stepped out of it,
slipped it on a hanger and hung it in the wardrobe.
 
She could feel his eyes burning into her,
taking in her stockings and skimpy lace knickers. She turned and smiled as he
knelt in front of her.

  
‘Livvy, for God’s sake, woman, you drive me crazy!’ He caressed her
breasts and kissed her rounded belly. He tugged at her knickers, pulling them
down slowly, teasingly, with his teeth.

  
‘Roy, make your phone call
first,’ she said, pushing him gently backwards.

  
‘Okay,’ he sighed, tearing himself away. ‘Go and wait in the bath for
me. I won’t be a minute.’

***

Lying in the bath, Livvy could
hear Roy speaking to Sammy, who,
from what he was saying, appeared to be already in bed. He talked for a few
minutes about the arrangements for tomorrow and finished with, ‘I’m just about
to jump in the bath and have an early night myself. See you in the morning.
Yeah, I love you, too.’

  
She heard him hang up and he was quiet for a moment. She guessed he was
feeling guilty. Sammy trusted him and here he was, about to betray that trust
again. Well, she thought, there was sod all they could do about it. She was
here in the bath, waiting. There was no way he would tell her to go home now. She
smiled as he hurried into the bathroom, throwing off his clothes.

***

Sammy woke early and leapt out of
bed. She stretched in front of the full-length mirror and smiled at her
reflection. She could see light at the end of the tunnel at last. Pat was on her
way home, and Roy, well he would be
with her later and she was so looking forward to seeing him again. She took a
quick shower, dried her hair and was about to go downstairs when the bedside
phone rang. She glanced at her watch. 7:00.Who could be calling so early? Maybe
it was Roy. A shiver ran down her
spine as she snatched up the phone. ‘Hello.’

  
‘It’s Jane
,’ an excited voice
told her.

  
You’re up early,’ Sammy said, smiling into the receiver.

  
‘
I couldn’t sleep; I’m on such a
high!’

  
‘Been smoking spliffs again?’ Sammy teased.

  
‘
No, well - just a small one with
Ed last night. I’ve checked on TV and listened to the news on the radio and
there hasn’t been any plane crashes, so that’s promising, isn’t it?’

  
‘Jane! For crying out loud. What are you like?’ Jane hated flying and
was like a cat on hot bricks while anyone she knew was up in the air.

  
‘
I can’t help. It’s the way I am.
What did you do last night? Did you see
Roy
?’

  
‘No, I stayed home and relaxed. I went shopping straight from work. I’ve
filled the fridge and freezer and topped up the drinks cupboard and wine racks.
So we won’t go short over the weekend. You and Ed must come for dinner tonight.
I’m toying with the idea of asking Roy
to stay over this weekend, and then he can move straight into his flat from
here on Monday. You’re all coming for Sunday lunch, too, aren’t you?’

  
‘
Yes, we’ll be there. I’ll get Jon
and Jess to baby sit tonight.
Roy
will be so happy if you ask him to stay. I’d better finish getting ready. See
you later, bye.’
Jane rang off and Sammy decided to call Roy
before making breakfast.

***

Roy
sat up, signalling frantically to Livvy, who was wrapping herself around him,
to be quiet. They were in the middle of making love and Livvy groaned at being
disturbed. She lay quietly on top of him, eyes opening wide as he mouthed it
was Sammy and not the alarm call coming early.

  
‘
I’m sorry, did I wake you?’
Sammy asked.

  
‘No, I was already half awake,’ he replied. ‘What’s up, why have you
called so early?’

  
‘
Would you like to check out of
the hotel this morning and spend the weekend at home with us? I’d really like
you here. That’s if you want to, of course.’

  
He gasped as Livvy disappeared under the bedcovers. He took a deep
breath and tried to concentrate on what Sammy was saying. His voice came out an
octave higher as Livvy’s mouth worked its magic.

  
‘Yes, Sam, that would be great,’ he panted; trying to fight the
wonderful sensations Livvy was giving him.

  
‘
Are you okay,
Roy
, you sound a bit odd
?’

  
‘I’m fine, really. Got cramp in my left foot. I’ll go now, try and get
rid of it. See you later.’ He hung up and dived under the covers to drag Livvy
out. ‘You little minx!’ He rolled her onto her back. ‘You get me into some
bloody trouble, you do. Let’s finish what we started before breakfast
arrives.’
    

  
She grinned and wrapped her legs around his back, sighing blissfully as
he slid into her again.

  
‘What would be lovely?’ she asked when Roy
eventually cried out and rolled off her.

  
‘What?’ He lay back against the pillows, panting.

  
‘What you said to Sammy while I was under the covers.’

  
‘Oh, so you could still hear what I was saying, could you?’ he teased,
pulling her into his arms. ‘You’ll get me hung drawn and quartered one of these
days.’

  
‘Well,
what
would be lovely?’
she repeated, snuggling closer.

  
He sighed. ‘You won’t like it. Sam wants me to stay at Jasmine House
this weekend.’

  
‘Will you be sleeping with her?’

  
‘We’ll probably be in the same bed.’

  
‘That’s not what I meant, Roy.
Will you be making love to her?’

  
He shrugged. ‘I don’t presume anything anymore.’

  
‘But if Sammy wants to, will you?’

  
‘Stop it, Livvy! I don’t want this conversation. Let’s not spoil what
we’ve just enjoyed by arguing.’

  
‘Okay, I’m sorry. Can we do it one more time before I have to go,
please, Roy?’ she wheedled.

  
‘I can’t, Livvy, not so soon. I’m forty-two remember, not twenty-two
like you. I need a rest in between these days and we haven’t got the time.
You’ve got to get out of here before Sammy arrives. Come on, get up.’ He
tickled her ribs gently.

  
‘Please, Roy, just try.’ She
reached down but he grabbed her hands.

  
‘I’m knackered, Livvy. You wore me out last night and finished me off
just now. I thought you’d have had enough yourself. You’re randier than ever
now you’re pregnant!’

  
She sat up and smiled. ‘It’s because I’m not getting as much as I’m used
to having.’
  

  
‘I’ve
spent two nights with
you this week, you insatiable little monkey, not to mention the mornings
after!’

  
‘Yes, but I don’t know when I’ll see you again, do I?’ she replied
wistfully.

  
He shrugged. ‘Let’s play it by ear. I don’t want to cause problems at
home with Pat and Tim staying there. I’ll try and call you over the weekend or
early next week and I’ll transfer that money into your account on Monday, so
you can go shopping for some clothes. That dress just about fitted where it
touched last night. God knows what people must have thought.’
  

  
‘Will the receptionist tell Sammy I stayed with you?’

  
‘It’s more than her job’s worth to tell tales on the guests. Anyway,
Sammy won’t have any need to come inside the hotel. I’ll meet her on the car
park. Their paths are unlikely to cross.’ He climbed out of bed, dragging Livvy
with him. ‘Shower, go on, get in and I’ll join you. Breakfast won’t be long.’

***

Sammy frowned as she replaced the
receiver. Roy had sounded really
odd and he’d rung off very abruptly. The hairs on the back of her neck
prickled. Something was wrong, he wasn’t alone; she just knew it. But who could
he be with? Surely not Livvy, he wouldn’t dare, would he?

  
She rummaged in her handbag and found the piece of paper with Livvy’s
phone number. She dialled and it rang and rang. The girl might be in the shower
and couldn’t hear the phone ringing, or maybe she’d already left for work.

  
She waited five minutes and dialled again; still no reply. She pulled on
a pair of jeans and a sweater, grabbed her handbag and keys and ran out of the
house. Jumping into her car she shot off towards Westlow. On the hotel car park
her headlights picked out Roy’s car
in the morning gloom. Down near the bottom her sharp eyes spotted a red Mini.
She pulled up alongside it and clambered out.
  

  
Peering through the windows, Sammy could see nothing that would identify
the vehicle as belonging to Livvy. Anyway, it probably wasn’t her car and she
was over reacting. Not answering the phone didn’t necessarily mean the girl was
here with Roy.
     

  
‘Get a bloody grip, Sam,’ she told herself. ‘You may as well join him for
breakfast now. Tell him you wanted to surprise him.’ She walked into reception
where the redhead was bent over the desk, filing her nails. Marching past the
girl, Sammy walked towards the stairs. She knocked on the door of Roy’s
suite. ‘Room service!’ she called. He threw open the door, a towel around his
waist. His jaw dropped as she marched in and pushed him out of the way. Her
eyes took in the rumpled bed and clothes strewn on the floor. Roy
stood holding his head in his hands as Livvy strolled out of the bathroom,
naked.

  
‘Is that breakfast, Roy? I’m
starving.’ She stopped, eyes widening in horror.

  
‘You little bitch!’ Sammy lunged as Roy
sprang between them.

  
‘No, Sammy, no! She’s pregnant; leave her alone. It’s not her fault. I
invited her over for dinner because I was lonely and I asked her to stay.’

  
Sammy rounded on him.
 

  
‘Lonely! How the fuck are you lonely? After everything we’ve done
together this week and everything you’ve promised me.’ She turned to Livvy.
‘Has he told you I’ve been coming here at lunchtime and we’ve been making love?
No, judging by the look you’re giving me, he hasn’t.’

  
‘She knows I’ve seen you at lunchtimes,’
Roy faltered as Livvy’s face
crumpled.

  
‘He’s using us both, Livvy, ‘Sammy ranted. ‘Two stupid women who can’t
resist him! What an ego booster, you fucking bastard! Well that’s it as far as
I’m concerned. You’re welcome to him. You’ll both be hearing from my solicitor
next week. I never want to set eyes on you again, Roy Cantello as long as I
live. Don’t you dare come near me, Jason, or the house again!’

  
Giving him one last burning look she turned and marched out of the room.