(Circa 2005) Both had hectic schedules and lived the jet set lifestyle. Beth was always back and forth between NYC and LA and Jon was a globe trotter, never in the same place for very long.
Beth decided to wait a few days before returning his call. She was in her LA office waiting for her assistant to bring lunch back. Staring out at the beautiful blue sky, she wondered what she would say. 'Hi Jon this is the girl you met at your LA show? Would he say what one?' Beth wasn't afraid to call. Hell, there was little that she did fear. Grabbing her cell phone she gets his number and calls him from the land line. Ring, ring, ring....
"Yeah, this is Jon." He says in a voice that tells her he's busy.
"Hi Jon, it's Beth Adams. We met last week after your show in LA." She pauses, waiting for the blow off.
"Hey, how are you?" She heard the smile in his voice. Relieved!
"I'm well, how are you? Is this a bad time?" She is truly hoping he has time for her right now.
"I have all the time in the world, what are you doing? Do you have time?" Obviously she made time to call, he's thinking.
"I'm waiting for my assistant to get back with lunch, other than that - not much"
"Same here, except the lunch part. I had lunch a while ago. I'm sitting here trying to decide what photos I want to approve for release. Toughest thing I will probably do all day." He rambles on and catches himself.
"I wanted to be sure I returned your call, sorry I haven't done it until now. But I did get your messages."
"Where are you?" He questions like its his business.
"I'm in Los Angeles, right now. Heading back to New York in 3 days. Where are you?" She was laughing by the end of that sentence.
He found her humor and appreciated it. He started to tell her, "We're in Dallas right now, heading to Las Vegas in the morning. I can't wait, I love Vegas." She was glad she called, not only was this an opportunity of a lifetime, but she's making small talk with Jon Bon Jovi.
"Vegas is a blast. Amanda and I go there often, well we used to before her line was picked for a magazine spread. Now I see her so little." Beth says, thinking she doesn't want to sound like a Debbie Downer. Quickly changing the subject, she asks "Can I ask what you called for Jon?" Wishing she could take that back.
"I called you that night for two reasons. 1. To tell you how glad I am that I had the chance to meet you and 2. To ask you to please come to my show in NY. I would like to get to know you." She hears him say through the half covered cell phone, "I'll be back in a minute." Jon gets up and walks outside into the parking lot of the photo studio they are at. "Sorry about that, too many people around. Where was I?" He asks, remembering on his own.
"That's okay, you're busy. Do you want to talk later?" Beth wants to seem uninterested, yet concerned.
"No, now is as good as it will ever get. I'm kidding. Now is down time for me." He assures her that she's not bothering him and he has time to chat with her. " My show in New York, can you make it? Do you know yet"
"I'm not going to be able to make it, I'm sorry. A memo came across my desk yesterday that our corporate retreat is that week. I wish I could." She lets him down easy and really hopes he doesn't get pissed about it. He doesn't say anything. She hears the sound of a lighter. "Are you smoking?"
"Yeah I'm a part time smoker, mostly when I'm away from home. Seriously, you won't be in New York that week?" He is bummed and she can hear it in his voice.
"I won't even be in America that week. I'm sorry. Do you want me to overnight that pass to your office or something?"
"No, the pass is no big deal. We have hundreds. You're gone that whole week?" He's trying to come up with an alternate plan. He wants to see her again and he doesn't know why. Other than she is breathtaking, intelligent and funny. But most of all, because she wasn't star struck. It was rare that he come across a woman like that. He always left a trail of stammering women in his wake, but not Beth. "Listen, I don't normally do these things but I would really like to see you again. Is that possible? Soon?" He just exposed him self to countless complications and assumptions, but he didn't care. He is a devoted father and husband yet he was afraid that Beth might think he looks at her like a bed post notch. And that is so NOT the case. There was something about her, and he had to follow it as far as it would take him.
"Do you want me to set something up at either office, you can come here to LA or meet me in New York?" She offers a suggestion.
"That's not really what I had in mind. I was hoping for something a little more personal. Private." He quietly says to her, with his heart on his sleeve.
"Ok, I'm pretty open the rest of the week and the weekend is wide open. Is that too soon?" She prays he says no. Please say no, please say no.
"Those days work fine, but where? I have to be in Vegas in the morning for two shows at MGM, can you get to Vegas? He's thinking he likes that idea. A beautiful women in Sin City.
Beth is quiet for a moment, looking through her day planner - just to be sure. She told him that she could be in Vegas tomorrow afternoon, if that would work?
"I'll have a plane ticket for you at your office by the close of business today, and I'll have a suite for you at the MGM, in your name." He takes charge of the situation and wants her to feel at ease, specially if money is an issue for her.
Slightly offended, Beth says, "Jon I can get my own ticket and room. That's no big deal." She doesn't want him to think that she needs his money or his help.
"You're coming as my guest, my treat. Do you have an airline preference? First class." Confirming what he is going to do.
She laughs and says, "I do not need first class and I really don't have an airline preference. You don't have to do this Jon." On the inside she was screaming with excitement. Just then Tammy walks in with Beth's salad and water. She motions to Tammy to sit down and she needs Tammy to know to be quiet, so she puts her index finger over her lips, indicating ssshhh! Tammy sits and waits.
"I'll have your itinerary emailed to you. Email address still the one on the business card you game me? And I'll have a car at the airport to pick you up and bring you to the MGM. Is this okay with you!" He's hoping she says yes. He wants to see her and see her bad.
"That's perfect, I look forward to meeting with you tomorrow. I will see you tomorrow, right?" Wondering if she's expected to sit in a hotel for 2 days?
He is running his schedule through his head and can't remember their arrival time into Vegas. He walks over and pokes his head into the studio door and asks Dawn, his assistant, what time they are arriving in Vegas. Dawn tells him they are landing ten minutes before noon. He relays that info to Beth and asks her, "Will you please text me when you land and when you're settled in, in your room?"
Beth agrees, they say goodbye and hang up.
Tammy has been Beth's assistant for 2 years now. Beth considers her a great friend, a dependent confidant and an awesome secret keeper.
" I am flying to Las Vegas tomorrow to meet Jon Bon Jovi. He's flying me there and putting me up in a suite. Can you fucking.......BEEP. The receptionist beeps in, "Miss Adams, Nick Gibson is here for your 2:00 appointment." Crap Beth thinks!
"Why are you flying to Vegas to meet Jon Bon Jovi? Business?" She is curious. She loved Jon Bon Jovi - Tammy was pretty jealous.
"He wants to get to know me, on a personal level. OMG, I am going to meet JBJ in Vegas. Tammy you can tell NO ONE!" That was just lip service, she knew Tammy was safer than the gold in Ft. Knox. Tammy made the gesture of her lips being sealed, crossed her heart and even attempted to pinky swear.
"Can you show Gibson in please? I want to get this over with. Last appointment of the day." Beth smiles at Tammy. Tammy goes and gets Nick Gibson. Beth does what she needs to do to invest his few million dollars and sends him on his way.
Once he is gone, Beth closes down her computers, packs her laptop and other personal belongings and is out of there. She was going home to pack for Vegas.
When she arrived home there was a box outside her door. Not expecting anything, she grabbed it and took it inside, set it on the entry way floor and went about her business. Throwing open her walk in closer doors, she wondered what she should pack. How many days worth of clothing? Evening attire or just blue jean casual? She pulled out her luggage and just started throwing in some clothes. Jeans, dress pants, blouses, shorts, tank tops, a couple of sun dresses, under garments and just incase, a bikini. A few pair of shoes, casual and dressy. She knows she's over packing but she doesn't care. She needed to be prepared, she was going on a vacation!
Bags are packed and waiting by the door. Beth does a walk through of her house and handles the tasks that she would normally handle before heading back to New York. She made sure all windows and doors are locked, fed the one plant she has and ran the dishes in the dishwasher. She didn't like coming back to a mess.
The sound of a door bell caught her attention, it was the notification sound on her phone telling her she had an email. Digging her phone out of her purse she was hoping it was her itinerary. And it was. Jon has her in First Class on a flight leaving at 9am in the morning. A note attached with the itinerary said that Mike will meet her at the gate and drive her to the MGM. Mike will know who she is. The email was signed jbj. She hit reply and typed 'Thanks Jon. I'll see you tomorrow?? Beth :-). She set her phone down and headed toward the bathroom. Ding dong, there was that sound again. She turned around and ran back to her phone. It was a response from Jon that said 'You will see me tomorrow!!' jbj
All she could do was smile. She is going to Vegas to meet Jon Bon Jovi and spend time with him. Please don't make this a dream, I don't want to wake up!!
Walking back to the bathroom she remembered that box that was waiting for her when she got home. She goes into the entryway and picks it up. It wasn't delivered by UPS, USPS, Fed Ex or FHL, someone just dropped it off? Odd she thought, I wonder what it is and who it's from. She takes it into the kitchen and sets it on the small breakfast table that's in there, grabs her scissors and cuts the tape. She pulls back the tissue paper and is in awe. It's the prettiest, the most perfect little black dress. Designed by Vera Wang. It's absolutely gorgeous. She takes it out and holds it up to herself. She is in love. She notices out of the corner of her eye that there's a note in the dress box. She reaches in and grabs it, opens it and smiles. It simply says, 'the shoes are on you - jbj.' She sets the note down and takes the dress into her bedroom. Holding it up to her in front the mirror she can't believe she's holding a Vera Wang. Placing the dress on the bathroom counter, she strips out of her work suit and puts the dress on. It fits her like a glove, it fits her like skin. She looks breathtaking! Turning around in the mirror to get the 360 view, she gets even more excited about this upcoming trip. But it suddenly hits her - Oh God, what is this dress for? Should I wear it TO Vegas? No, he wouldn't want me to wear it on the plane. He must have something planned. Oh shit, what's the dress for??
Walking back out into the kitchen to get her phone she is having such an anxiety attack. Oh my god, what's this dress for? She grabbed her phone and composed a text to jbj - thank you for the beautiful dress. I love it. But what's it for? She hits send. Setting her phone down, thinking it may take him a few to respond she goes back into the bath room picks up her work suit, places it in the 'dry clean' hamper and heads to her shoe closet. She needed the perfect pair. Looking left, looking right, up and down - she can't decide. She glances back over all her shoes and there are many and finds her favorite black flats with little silver embellishment. These are the ones. She decides she'll pack some silver jewelry and her black and silver clutch. Beth doesn't like yellow gold. Her little black dress outfit is complete - where are they going?
Ring, ring, ring she runs to the kitchen to grab her phone.
"Hello?!" She says, slightly out of breathe.
"What are you doing?" He says with the sexiest voice she has ever heard.
"I just finished packing. I had to find the shoes for the little black dress, jbj." She laughed. Her behavior is that of a teenage girl when she learns her crush of many years likes her back. It's like she's gone silly and almost valley girl.
"To put your mind at ease, the black dress is a selfish token of my appreciation. I am honored that you are coming to meet me. I have something planned for us tomorrow night." He assures her, honestly. "Is this okay with you?"
"Of course it okay with me, Jon. I do have a question though." She informs him. "How did you know my size? It fits perfect!"
"Let's just say I have ways of finding things out with out being too invasive." He 's hoping that she's not mad. He wanted to have a beautiful woman on his arm and he wanted it to be her.
"Jon you're married. That's common knowledge. What are you doing? What is your intent with me? I hate to ask, but I need to know." She fears he might get upset that she is questioning his reasons and motive, but she has a right to know.
"I do have a wife and children. My wife and I have had problems for quite sometime now, but can we get into that when were together? I will tell you anything you want to know!" Not really wanting to talk about it, but he needs to start this on the right foot. "I have to go finish packing up my stuff to head to Vegas, can I text you later? I really have to go"
"Of course, no problem. I have some things I need to do myself. I'll see you tomorrow!" She says and then hangs up the phone.
Taking a look around, she decides she's ready for her trip and makes sure everything is by the door so she can just grab it and go in the morning. Evening routine and she gets into bed. Sleep will escape her for several hours but she eventually doses off and sleeps the rest of the night.
6 am alarm has her jumping right out of bed and into the shower. Out of the shower, in her bathrobe she goes to grab a cup of coffee. Grabbing her phone to see if she had missed any text, call or email - and she did. One text. Sleep well sexy - jbj. What an awesome way to start the day. Dressed and ready to go, she does just that. Packs her car and drives to LAX. Parks in short term parking and takes a shuttle into the airport.
The plane ride was uneventful and when she arrived in Vegas, there was a man at the gate with a sign, in the Bon Jovi font that simply says 'Adams'. She approaches the big kinda scary guy and says "I'm Beth Adams". He said "Welcome to Vegas, I'm Mike. I'll be taking you to the MGM. Do you need to stop off anywhere on the way?" He grabs her bag and leads the way. They walk outside to a Mercedes, Mike opens the door to allow her to climb in, places her bags in the truck and off they go.
Arriving at MGM, Mike opens the door to let her exit the car and goes to the trunk to get her bags. He leads her to the reception area and makes sure she gets checked in without incident. She gets the key to her suite and Mike escorts her to her room. Walking through the lobby to the elevators Beth notices there are a lot of cameras and press people waiting for something. She looks at Mike and says. "Something must be going on, that's a lot of press." Mike looks down at her and smiles, "Ma'am, Bon Jovi is in town."
Realizing she totally overlooked that detail, she tries to hide her blushing face. Once on the elevator, Mike presses the button for the Penthouse floor and up they go. He gets Beth in her room and excuses himself, after leaving her his business card. "If you need anything, you are to call me and I will be more than happy to help you, okay?"
"Cool Mike, thank you! I will call you if I need anything." She means it.
Mike takes his exit and she is left there to take in and absorb that beautiful suite all alone. Italian marble bathtub, granite counter, circle fireplace, fully stocked bar and even the most gorgeous view of Sin City. She is on cloud 9.
She unpacks a little bit, hangs up clothes to prevent further wrinkling, bathroom necessities go in the bathroom and when she's done with that, she walks out and sees the infinity pool that looks like its flowing off the edge of the hotel. It's gorgeous!! She walks up and dips her foot into the pool and thinks 'nice'.
Knowing she had a while before she sees Jon, she decided to go down and see if Lady Luck is on her side. Dressed in a classy outfit all she really had to do was pat a little water on her face and run a brush through her hair. Once she did that she was ready to go. She grabbed her room key, purse, phone and she was out of there.
Once on the gaming floor she looked for the Roulette tables. It was early in the afternoon, the casino was pretty empty so she picked the table she wanted and placed some bets. She was winning and having fun. The free drinks were nice too. Always betting on 17, she's not gone wrong yet. She playing and have a nice conversation with a couple from Texas, she is losing all track of time. Not paying attention and focused on what she's doing, she jumps when a man whispers in her ear, "I've come a long way to see you!" And he says it close enough that she can feel his warm breath on his neck and it gives her goosebumps ALL OVER. She turns to see its Jon and was so relieved.
"I've tried calling you." He tells her.
"I'm sorry, my phone is in my purse. Want to sit down?" She pulls a chair out with her foot.
" I would love to, but I have to get in and oversee set up, wanna join me?" He offers hoping she will come with him and meet the guys.
"No, I was going to go up to my room and shower and get cleaned up for the evening. I was thinking I might check out that band, Bon....something or other" laughing.
"Ha ha funny. Here's your all access pass. You come down whenever you are ready. I would like to see you before the show though, if that would be okay?" He's pretty sure she would allow that.
"I would like that too. You know where my room is, come up when you have a minute."
Beth decided to wait a few days before returning his call. She was in her LA office waiting for her assistant to bring lunch back. Staring out at the beautiful blue sky, she wondered what she would say. 'Hi Jon this is the girl you met at your LA show? Would he say what one?' Beth wasn't afraid to call. Hell, there was little that she did fear. Grabbing her cell phone she gets his number and calls him from the land line. Ring, ring, ring....
"Yeah, this is Jon." He says in a voice that tells her he's busy.
"Hi Jon, it's Beth Adams. We met last week after your show in LA." She pauses, waiting for the blow off.
"Hey, how are you?" She heard the smile in his voice. Relieved!
"I'm well, how are you? Is this a bad time?" She is truly hoping he has time for her right now.
"I have all the time in the world, what are you doing? Do you have time?" Obviously she made time to call, he's thinking.
"I'm waiting for my assistant to get back with lunch, other than that - not much"
"Same here, except the lunch part. I had lunch a while ago. I'm sitting here trying to decide what photos I want to approve for release. Toughest thing I will probably do all day." He rambles on and catches himself.
"I wanted to be sure I returned your call, sorry I haven't done it until now. But I did get your messages."
"Where are you?" He questions like its his business.
"I'm in Los Angeles, right now. Heading back to New York in 3 days. Where are you?" She was laughing by the end of that sentence.
He found her humor and appreciated it. He started to tell her, "We're in Dallas right now, heading to Las Vegas in the morning. I can't wait, I love Vegas." She was glad she called, not only was this an opportunity of a lifetime, but she's making small talk with Jon Bon Jovi.
"Vegas is a blast. Amanda and I go there often, well we used to before her line was picked for a magazine spread. Now I see her so little." Beth says, thinking she doesn't want to sound like a Debbie Downer. Quickly changing the subject, she asks "Can I ask what you called for Jon?" Wishing she could take that back.
"I called you that night for two reasons. 1. To tell you how glad I am that I had the chance to meet you and 2. To ask you to please come to my show in NY. I would like to get to know you." She hears him say through the half covered cell phone, "I'll be back in a minute." Jon gets up and walks outside into the parking lot of the photo studio they are at. "Sorry about that, too many people around. Where was I?" He asks, remembering on his own.
"That's okay, you're busy. Do you want to talk later?" Beth wants to seem uninterested, yet concerned.
"No, now is as good as it will ever get. I'm kidding. Now is down time for me." He assures her that she's not bothering him and he has time to chat with her. " My show in New York, can you make it? Do you know yet"
"I'm not going to be able to make it, I'm sorry. A memo came across my desk yesterday that our corporate retreat is that week. I wish I could." She lets him down easy and really hopes he doesn't get pissed about it. He doesn't say anything. She hears the sound of a lighter. "Are you smoking?"
"Yeah I'm a part time smoker, mostly when I'm away from home. Seriously, you won't be in New York that week?" He is bummed and she can hear it in his voice.
"I won't even be in America that week. I'm sorry. Do you want me to overnight that pass to your office or something?"
"No, the pass is no big deal. We have hundreds. You're gone that whole week?" He's trying to come up with an alternate plan. He wants to see her again and he doesn't know why. Other than she is breathtaking, intelligent and funny. But most of all, because she wasn't star struck. It was rare that he come across a woman like that. He always left a trail of stammering women in his wake, but not Beth. "Listen, I don't normally do these things but I would really like to see you again. Is that possible? Soon?" He just exposed him self to countless complications and assumptions, but he didn't care. He is a devoted father and husband yet he was afraid that Beth might think he looks at her like a bed post notch. And that is so NOT the case. There was something about her, and he had to follow it as far as it would take him.
"Do you want me to set something up at either office, you can come here to LA or meet me in New York?" She offers a suggestion.
"That's not really what I had in mind. I was hoping for something a little more personal. Private." He quietly says to her, with his heart on his sleeve.
"Ok, I'm pretty open the rest of the week and the weekend is wide open. Is that too soon?" She prays he says no. Please say no, please say no.
"Those days work fine, but where? I have to be in Vegas in the morning for two shows at MGM, can you get to Vegas? He's thinking he likes that idea. A beautiful women in Sin City.
Beth is quiet for a moment, looking through her day planner - just to be sure. She told him that she could be in Vegas tomorrow afternoon, if that would work?
"I'll have a plane ticket for you at your office by the close of business today, and I'll have a suite for you at the MGM, in your name." He takes charge of the situation and wants her to feel at ease, specially if money is an issue for her.
Slightly offended, Beth says, "Jon I can get my own ticket and room. That's no big deal." She doesn't want him to think that she needs his money or his help.
"You're coming as my guest, my treat. Do you have an airline preference? First class." Confirming what he is going to do.
She laughs and says, "I do not need first class and I really don't have an airline preference. You don't have to do this Jon." On the inside she was screaming with excitement. Just then Tammy walks in with Beth's salad and water. She motions to Tammy to sit down and she needs Tammy to know to be quiet, so she puts her index finger over her lips, indicating ssshhh! Tammy sits and waits.
"I'll have your itinerary emailed to you. Email address still the one on the business card you game me? And I'll have a car at the airport to pick you up and bring you to the MGM. Is this okay with you!" He's hoping she says yes. He wants to see her and see her bad.
"That's perfect, I look forward to meeting with you tomorrow. I will see you tomorrow, right?" Wondering if she's expected to sit in a hotel for 2 days?
He is running his schedule through his head and can't remember their arrival time into Vegas. He walks over and pokes his head into the studio door and asks Dawn, his assistant, what time they are arriving in Vegas. Dawn tells him they are landing ten minutes before noon. He relays that info to Beth and asks her, "Will you please text me when you land and when you're settled in, in your room?"
Beth agrees, they say goodbye and hang up.
Tammy has been Beth's assistant for 2 years now. Beth considers her a great friend, a dependent confidant and an awesome secret keeper.
" I am flying to Las Vegas tomorrow to meet Jon Bon Jovi. He's flying me there and putting me up in a suite. Can you fucking.......BEEP. The receptionist beeps in, "Miss Adams, Nick Gibson is here for your 2:00 appointment." Crap Beth thinks!
"Why are you flying to Vegas to meet Jon Bon Jovi? Business?" She is curious. She loved Jon Bon Jovi - Tammy was pretty jealous.
"He wants to get to know me, on a personal level. OMG, I am going to meet JBJ in Vegas. Tammy you can tell NO ONE!" That was just lip service, she knew Tammy was safer than the gold in Ft. Knox. Tammy made the gesture of her lips being sealed, crossed her heart and even attempted to pinky swear.
"Can you show Gibson in please? I want to get this over with. Last appointment of the day." Beth smiles at Tammy. Tammy goes and gets Nick Gibson. Beth does what she needs to do to invest his few million dollars and sends him on his way.
Once he is gone, Beth closes down her computers, packs her laptop and other personal belongings and is out of there. She was going home to pack for Vegas.
When she arrived home there was a box outside her door. Not expecting anything, she grabbed it and took it inside, set it on the entry way floor and went about her business. Throwing open her walk in closer doors, she wondered what she should pack. How many days worth of clothing? Evening attire or just blue jean casual? She pulled out her luggage and just started throwing in some clothes. Jeans, dress pants, blouses, shorts, tank tops, a couple of sun dresses, under garments and just incase, a bikini. A few pair of shoes, casual and dressy. She knows she's over packing but she doesn't care. She needed to be prepared, she was going on a vacation!
Bags are packed and waiting by the door. Beth does a walk through of her house and handles the tasks that she would normally handle before heading back to New York. She made sure all windows and doors are locked, fed the one plant she has and ran the dishes in the dishwasher. She didn't like coming back to a mess.
The sound of a door bell caught her attention, it was the notification sound on her phone telling her she had an email. Digging her phone out of her purse she was hoping it was her itinerary. And it was. Jon has her in First Class on a flight leaving at 9am in the morning. A note attached with the itinerary said that Mike will meet her at the gate and drive her to the MGM. Mike will know who she is. The email was signed jbj. She hit reply and typed 'Thanks Jon. I'll see you tomorrow?? Beth :-). She set her phone down and headed toward the bathroom. Ding dong, there was that sound again. She turned around and ran back to her phone. It was a response from Jon that said 'You will see me tomorrow!!' jbj
All she could do was smile. She is going to Vegas to meet Jon Bon Jovi and spend time with him. Please don't make this a dream, I don't want to wake up!!
Walking back to the bathroom she remembered that box that was waiting for her when she got home. She goes into the entryway and picks it up. It wasn't delivered by UPS, USPS, Fed Ex or FHL, someone just dropped it off? Odd she thought, I wonder what it is and who it's from. She takes it into the kitchen and sets it on the small breakfast table that's in there, grabs her scissors and cuts the tape. She pulls back the tissue paper and is in awe. It's the prettiest, the most perfect little black dress. Designed by Vera Wang. It's absolutely gorgeous. She takes it out and holds it up to herself. She is in love. She notices out of the corner of her eye that there's a note in the dress box. She reaches in and grabs it, opens it and smiles. It simply says, 'the shoes are on you - jbj.' She sets the note down and takes the dress into her bedroom. Holding it up to her in front the mirror she can't believe she's holding a Vera Wang. Placing the dress on the bathroom counter, she strips out of her work suit and puts the dress on. It fits her like a glove, it fits her like skin. She looks breathtaking! Turning around in the mirror to get the 360 view, she gets even more excited about this upcoming trip. But it suddenly hits her - Oh God, what is this dress for? Should I wear it TO Vegas? No, he wouldn't want me to wear it on the plane. He must have something planned. Oh shit, what's the dress for??
Walking back out into the kitchen to get her phone she is having such an anxiety attack. Oh my god, what's this dress for? She grabbed her phone and composed a text to jbj - thank you for the beautiful dress. I love it. But what's it for? She hits send. Setting her phone down, thinking it may take him a few to respond she goes back into the bath room picks up her work suit, places it in the 'dry clean' hamper and heads to her shoe closet. She needed the perfect pair. Looking left, looking right, up and down - she can't decide. She glances back over all her shoes and there are many and finds her favorite black flats with little silver embellishment. These are the ones. She decides she'll pack some silver jewelry and her black and silver clutch. Beth doesn't like yellow gold. Her little black dress outfit is complete - where are they going?
Ring, ring, ring she runs to the kitchen to grab her phone.
"Hello?!" She says, slightly out of breathe.
"What are you doing?" He says with the sexiest voice she has ever heard.
"I just finished packing. I had to find the shoes for the little black dress, jbj." She laughed. Her behavior is that of a teenage girl when she learns her crush of many years likes her back. It's like she's gone silly and almost valley girl.
"To put your mind at ease, the black dress is a selfish token of my appreciation. I am honored that you are coming to meet me. I have something planned for us tomorrow night." He assures her, honestly. "Is this okay with you?"
"Of course it okay with me, Jon. I do have a question though." She informs him. "How did you know my size? It fits perfect!"
"Let's just say I have ways of finding things out with out being too invasive." He 's hoping that she's not mad. He wanted to have a beautiful woman on his arm and he wanted it to be her.
"Jon you're married. That's common knowledge. What are you doing? What is your intent with me? I hate to ask, but I need to know." She fears he might get upset that she is questioning his reasons and motive, but she has a right to know.
"I do have a wife and children. My wife and I have had problems for quite sometime now, but can we get into that when were together? I will tell you anything you want to know!" Not really wanting to talk about it, but he needs to start this on the right foot. "I have to go finish packing up my stuff to head to Vegas, can I text you later? I really have to go"
"Of course, no problem. I have some things I need to do myself. I'll see you tomorrow!" She says and then hangs up the phone.
Taking a look around, she decides she's ready for her trip and makes sure everything is by the door so she can just grab it and go in the morning. Evening routine and she gets into bed. Sleep will escape her for several hours but she eventually doses off and sleeps the rest of the night.
6 am alarm has her jumping right out of bed and into the shower. Out of the shower, in her bathrobe she goes to grab a cup of coffee. Grabbing her phone to see if she had missed any text, call or email - and she did. One text. Sleep well sexy - jbj. What an awesome way to start the day. Dressed and ready to go, she does just that. Packs her car and drives to LAX. Parks in short term parking and takes a shuttle into the airport.
The plane ride was uneventful and when she arrived in Vegas, there was a man at the gate with a sign, in the Bon Jovi font that simply says 'Adams'. She approaches the big kinda scary guy and says "I'm Beth Adams". He said "Welcome to Vegas, I'm Mike. I'll be taking you to the MGM. Do you need to stop off anywhere on the way?" He grabs her bag and leads the way. They walk outside to a Mercedes, Mike opens the door to allow her to climb in, places her bags in the truck and off they go.
Arriving at MGM, Mike opens the door to let her exit the car and goes to the trunk to get her bags. He leads her to the reception area and makes sure she gets checked in without incident. She gets the key to her suite and Mike escorts her to her room. Walking through the lobby to the elevators Beth notices there are a lot of cameras and press people waiting for something. She looks at Mike and says. "Something must be going on, that's a lot of press." Mike looks down at her and smiles, "Ma'am, Bon Jovi is in town."
Realizing she totally overlooked that detail, she tries to hide her blushing face. Once on the elevator, Mike presses the button for the Penthouse floor and up they go. He gets Beth in her room and excuses himself, after leaving her his business card. "If you need anything, you are to call me and I will be more than happy to help you, okay?"
"Cool Mike, thank you! I will call you if I need anything." She means it.
Mike takes his exit and she is left there to take in and absorb that beautiful suite all alone. Italian marble bathtub, granite counter, circle fireplace, fully stocked bar and even the most gorgeous view of Sin City. She is on cloud 9.
She unpacks a little bit, hangs up clothes to prevent further wrinkling, bathroom necessities go in the bathroom and when she's done with that, she walks out and sees the infinity pool that looks like its flowing off the edge of the hotel. It's gorgeous!! She walks up and dips her foot into the pool and thinks 'nice'.
Knowing she had a while before she sees Jon, she decided to go down and see if Lady Luck is on her side. Dressed in a classy outfit all she really had to do was pat a little water on her face and run a brush through her hair. Once she did that she was ready to go. She grabbed her room key, purse, phone and she was out of there.
Once on the gaming floor she looked for the Roulette tables. It was early in the afternoon, the casino was pretty empty so she picked the table she wanted and placed some bets. She was winning and having fun. The free drinks were nice too. Always betting on 17, she's not gone wrong yet. She playing and have a nice conversation with a couple from Texas, she is losing all track of time. Not paying attention and focused on what she's doing, she jumps when a man whispers in her ear, "I've come a long way to see you!" And he says it close enough that she can feel his warm breath on his neck and it gives her goosebumps ALL OVER. She turns to see its Jon and was so relieved.
"I've tried calling you." He tells her.
"I'm sorry, my phone is in my purse. Want to sit down?" She pulls a chair out with her foot.
" I would love to, but I have to get in and oversee set up, wanna join me?" He offers hoping she will come with him and meet the guys.
"No, I was going to go up to my room and shower and get cleaned up for the evening. I was thinking I might check out that band, Bon....something or other" laughing.
"Ha ha funny. Here's your all access pass. You come down whenever you are ready. I would like to see you before the show though, if that would be okay?" He's pretty sure she would allow that.
"I would like that too. You know where my room is, come up when you have a minute."
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