Chapter 57: Meeting Ang

Steph and Matt’s luggage successfully retrieved, we trouped over to the international arrivals gate. Richie and David stood out like sore thumbs. They had hats and glasses on, but damn, they still drew attention. The group of us stood far enough away from Richie and David that they didn’t see us. I could see them pointing out different women and I rolled my eyes at them. Do they not know what tall red-head means? I suppose they ARE guys, so I should cut them some slack, but Jesus.

Even I saw the gorgeously tall, svelte woman with mile-long legs, a purposeful stride and a sly smile. When I saw the Patriots baseball cap, I knew that could only be Ang. I elbowed Jon, who was standing next to me, and nodded in her direction. He leaned in to me and said, “I’ve got to talk to her about her choice of ball caps.” I stuck my tongue out at him and settled back to watch the show.

Ang headed straight for the guys, and we girls all shared a knowing look. The boys had been bickering for WEEKS about who was going to get to kiss her first. Richie had been teasing David that so far he has kissed his other fan (yeah, singular, namely me) first, that he needed to keep up tradition. David told him that he was just jealous that he turned me from the Dark Side, and had someone flying all the way from England just to meet him. The two of them were like little kids.

I think Matt was a little flabbergasted at the situation he found himself in. He had a death grip on his girl’s hand, and was watching anxiously. Steph must have let him know that Ang was hell-bent on kissing everyone. Anyway, when we saw Lucy nearly doubled over with laughter, we had to get closer. Richie and David looked like they’d been peed on by a cat – all indignant and a bit grossed out. Ang had grabbed their asses and shocked the hell out of them. She was SO in trouble. Those two together, coming up with paybacks? I’ll take my chances with Jon, thanks.

Lucy muscled between the boys and planted a kiss on Ang’s lips, and I swear to God, David and Richie both looked stunned. I mean, they were flat out gobsmacked. It was hysterical. Richie looked like he did in that SNL sketch years ago where he and Jon were auditioning dancers, and David? He looked like he’d swallowed a bug. I nearly peed myself laughing.

Ang said something that snapped them out of their reverie, because David was on her in a flash. He wrapped an arm around her waist, and the other hand cupped the back of her head, and he planted a smacker on her lips. I was laughing. Ang’s hands didn’t know where to go. I know she wanted to dig them into his curls, she’s told me that more than once. They were flapping helplessly, and she finally grabbed onto David’s shoulders. Good choice. They’re good for gripping. He smiled at her, and said something, and I swear, I could see her swoon. David is one hell of a kisser. And when he turns on the charm and sets his eyes to twinkling? Well he's damn near irresistible.

I saw Richie’s eyes crinkle in a smile a second before he pulled Ang roughly from David’s arms and take her in his. Lucy was laughing, and Ang looked over at her. Lucy nodded, still in hysterics, and Richie planted one on her. Ang reacted the same way I did, though David’ll be glad that she reacted more to his kiss.

Ang had meet Teek before, so she got a smacking kiss from him, too, and she got more chaste ones from Matt, Hugh and Jon. That done (got your scorecards updated?) we made to leave the airport. Ang had an inspired idea of getting all of us together for photos first, though. She roped the security guys into taking snaps of us, and damn if we didn’t look like we were having the best time. We girls took center stage, but Richie and Dave nudged us forward so they could crowd next to Ang. I warned her that David was touchy-feely, and I could tell he was trying to think of a way to get paybacks on her for grabbing hiss ass earlier.

Jon and Sam caught up with us and stood by Lucy, then Teek and Hugh came over. "Don't forget us," Teek said, and they shoved David and Richie out of the way to get to Ang. Hugh stood behind her and put his arms around her, and Ang put her arms around Tico. David started to bitch, and Ang said he could switch with Hugh, but I was having none of it.

I shook my head, and firmed my grip on David, who was more than willing to switch places with him. I leaned my ass back into him a little, and he stopped moving. A little pressure to the gents will take care of that nearly every time. “Oh no,” I said to her. “He’s not going anywhere near you! He’s looking for paybacks for that ass grab.” I rolled my eyes at David, who was making “no, no baby” noises. “I am not THAT stupid,” I said laughing, and blew a kiss at Ang. She called me a bitch, and the guards snapped more pictures. We were starting to draw a crowd, I mean hell, this is Bon Jovi after all, so we broke it up pretty quickly after that. Ang took her camera back, made sure they didn't screw anything up, and let the guards go with a wink. She's such a flirt!

After that, we were more than ready to get back to Lucy’s. Jon said he had a few things he needed me to do before we girls went out for the evening. Heaven help me. Richie went to get the van pulled around, and we made to get in. The guys piled in first, to sit in the back. The girls all went to get in, but before I could climb in, Jon stopped me with a hand on my arm. “Uh, aren’t you going to open the door for me?” he asked. I was ready to tell him to go fuck himself, but remembered I wasn’t supposed to do that.

I sighed. “Of course, your royal highness,” I quipped, and opened the passenger door for him. Once he climbed into the passenger seat, I hopped up on the running board and leaned in to grab the seatbelt, totally invading his personal space, and buckling it across him before he could react. “Anything else?” I said to him, smiling. He looked ready to kill me. “Didn’t think so,” I said, and shut the door.

David laughed at me. “You know the more you do this to him, the more shit he’s going to have you do.”

“Baby, I told him already, I am not going to make this easy for him. I could play this several different ways. I can follow the letter of his edicts, I can rebel and drag my feet and make a big stink about everything, or I can keep him off balance.” I shook my head at David. “What do you think I’m going to do?”

“I think you’re going to be a total bitch by the wedding,” he whispered softly in my ear, so Sam wouldn’t hear. “Jon is really good at this.”

“So am I, baby, so am I.”

I climbed up into the van next to Ang, and David came in right after me. He wedged himself in between the two of us, and looped his arms around us. “Leave her bra alone,” I said to David, and he snatched his hand back. Ang looked at me, eyes wide. “He’s looking for payback, sweetie,” I told her. “Better lock your suitcases when you’re not around, and secure the bathroom door when you’re in the shower.” I smiled. “He won’t be content just to grab your ass; that’s too easy. He won’t grab at your boobs because I’d kill him, so he’ll think of something else.” The guys were snickering, but David was playing along.

He complained. “Hath, you’re telling her all my best tricks!”

“Sweetheart,” I said, with a straight face. “You have much better tricks than that! I haven’t told her about that little trick you do with your tongue when you’re…”

“AAAAAH!” David yelled, and clamped his hand over my mouth. “OK, Jesus, shut up already,” he said, blushing. Richie and Jon were in hysterics in the front seat, and Tico leaned forward to smack David on the back of the head. Matt looked at us like we were all crazy. Steph whispered something to him and he laughed.

Ang chatted non-stop all the way back to Lucy’s. She was gushing a little at David, she already warned us about that, but she promised she’d have it out of her system by the time we got to the house. I was turned in my seat, talking to Steph, Sam, Lucy, and Matt, when Lucy nodded at David and Ang.

“Don’t look now, but Ang has her hands on your man,” she said, laughing. I glanced over, and she had hold of one of his curls, and had tugged it straight. Can’t say as I blame her.

“Aah, I’m not worried,” I said. “I’m the one who’s going to be sleeping with Ang tonight, not David.” David’s and Jon’s heads whipped around. If Richie wasn’t driving, he’d’ve turned around too. I felt the guys behind me staring at the back of my head. God, they were easy.

“What?” Jon said.

“You said at the start of this bet that our nights were our own. Well, we girls are going out tonight, and afterwards, I’m sleeping with Ang. We’ve been planning this for weeks. ” That sounded extremely dirty, which was the entire point, and hell, I was just getting warmed up, but Ang ruined it by laughing.

“God, you should see your face,” she said to Jon. “You lot are too easy. Hath, it isn’t fun when they’re so bloody easy,” she said to me.

“Hell yeah it is,” I said to her. I looked at Jon. “She’s a spooner, I’m a cuddler, we’re perfect bedmates.”

He just shook his head. “Are you sure you guys haven’t met before now?”

Ang rolled her eyes. “Where have you been, then? We’ve been friends for MONTHS, and hell, we’re just sleeping together.”

“Stop saying that,” David said looking at her.

I elbowed David’s ribs lightly. “Relax, baby,” I said, then winked at Ang. “There’s plenty of room in that bed for you too if you’re feeling left out.” Ang and I cackled like madwomen, and David sulked.

“It would serve you right if I took you up on that,” he said.

“Honey,” Ang said, “you’d never survive it.” She blew me a kiss which I returned, and we settled in for the rest of the drive back to Lucy’s.