What Dreams Forget
Make Me Miss You
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James decided to hit the shower and get ready for bed. Out of the shower and dressed James determined another beer was in order. He tossed the clothes from the washer to the dryer. While dealing with the laundry he thought he heard a small knock on his door. He hadn't been sure so he clicked on the dryer then went to answer the door. He saw Tori Lynn walking back to Richie's.
"Hey" called Neal "I thought I heard a knock." She was holding the pizza box, a few beers, and a couple of Cherry Cokes.
"Richie only has basic cable" she said as if that was a tragedy.
"I know I bitched the entire time I lived with him." laughed James "Can't get the game?"
"It's on the SEC channel." she replied "Even if I call the cable company he doesn't have the right box. He doesn't have a DVR. He has to upgrade if I am gonna live there."
"Good luck with that" teased Neal "You want to watch it over here?"
"I'll stay out of the way so I you can pack." she replied "Plus I brought pizza."
James just laughed. Tori Lynn then realized that Neal was only wearing a pair of low slung lounge pants. She was taking in all the long lean muscle. She wasn't sure what the v shape cut at a guys hips were called but she knew they made girls stupid. Neal cleared his throat "You coming in?" James was smirking at her she would have smacked him but her hands were full.
"If you are sure I won't be a distraction" said Tori Lynn. James looked at her and decided she was a distraction he wanted.
"Nope I will pack and you can watch the game." he replied "Actually until my laundry dries I'll watch the game with you."
Tori Lynn sat down gingerly on his couch. She has already learned it had all the comfort of a concrete slab. James sat down in his recliner near the couch. He had bought the chair in Dallas and it was one thing he had brought on both trades. He looked at the pizza box in the center of his modern coffee table and decided they needed plates and napkins. He ventured into the kitchen and returned with paper plates and napkins. He laughed because Tori Lynn was now sitting in the floor between the table and his beautiful couch.
"I'll get rid of the couch" laughed Neal "It's miserable, eh?"
"It's very pretty" said Tori Lynn "Maybe move it into a room where you don't want to sit on it. Like the corner of your bedroom."
James lowered himself into the space between the table and couch. His long legs bumped the coffee table. Tori Lynn laughed at his attempt at twisting himself into a human pretzel.
"You could sit in your comfy chair" said Tori Lynn "Grab a plate, a slice, and a beer."
James flicked the TV on and pushed a button to see what sporting events were on. He found the UK game and turned it on. "Nope it's impolite to let your guests sit in the floor and you take the one comfy chair."
"Not if the guest is uninvited" laughed Tori Lynn "Really Neal get in your chair. You won't be fit to play hockey wadded up down here."
"How about we finish the pizza. Then we watch the game in my room on the bed. You can pick what suits and things I pack." supplied James opening a beer.
"Sounds like a plan" she replied. James opened the lid to the pizza and stared at the contents.
"What is that Tori Lynn?" asked James.
"It's Hawaiian pizza" she explained "It's the best of both worlds salty and sweet."
"What's wrong with pepperoni" he asked.
"Nothing but game nights it's Hawaiian all the way Nealer." smiled Tori Lynn "try it. It really is good. If you don't like the pineapple pick it off."
James took a bite of the pizza. Surprisingly it was actually pretty good. He then started giggling.
"Why are you giggling like a little girl" quizzed Tori Lynn. Popping the top on a cherry coke.
"Because I can't remember the last time anyone told me to do something myself. You basically told me to get over it." he explained
"Sorry" replied Tori Lynn "I'm used to Richie and my brother. I guess you hockey superstars have people to cater to every whim."
"It's good not to have people fall at my feet." said James "with you I know what I am getting."
"Oh and what's that Neal" she inquired looking directly at him.
"Just you" he said nudging her with his shoulder "no games no bullshit."
"Is that so" she said turning towards him. She smiled at him then returned her gaze to the TV "The game is starting."
She was bouncing literally up and down beside him in time to the music on the screen. James continued eating pizza as she sang my Old Kentucky home.
"They should let you sing that" he stated.
"I have before. I graduated from UK." she explained "I never missed a game when I was there. Can't wait to see some threes."
James laughed. "Rabid basketball fan, Bruins fan, and sometimes closeted Preds fan."
"Damn straight Neal"
He laughed at her again. She was now singing the UK fight song. He couldn't remember the last time one of his dates was actually interested in a sporting event. Well interested in more than being seen with him at a sporting event.
"There are the twins" she said "I am so glad they didn't go pro. Basketball has different draft rules than hockey. We are gonna get number nine this year."
"What did nine do?" asked Neal. Tori Lynn looked at him like he sprouted another head. She collapsed laughing. She continued to laugh until one of the Harrison twins drained a three. "No answer"
"UK currently has eight National Titles" she explained "and we were damn close to nine last year."
"Horseshoes and hand grenades" he teased "at least that is what everyone tells us when we choke before the Cup."
"You'll get the Cup James" she said matter of factly.
"You think so" he asked looking at her.
"Yep, I have a feeling y'all are gonna do great this year. You have a hatty already."
"So you do watch me"
"I watch the Preds for Richie. You happen to be there. I am not gonna stroke that giant ego."
"You are good for my ego" laughed Neal "most girls fawn all over NHL players. You make us sit in the floor, carry your guitars, and watch random preseason college basketball."
Tori Lynn shrugged and smiled at him "What can I say James I am a multifaceted chick." James laughed again. He got to his feet and went to check the laundry. He unloaded the dryer and headed to his room. He could hear Tori Lynn yelling at the TV. He flipped the game on in his bedroom.
"Hey when you are done eating come in here and watch it while I pack."
Tori Lynn cleaned up her and James mess at halftime. She put the leftovers in the empty fridge. She shook her head. Before he and Richie got back she would need to stock both fridges. Tori Lynn heard her phone chirp in the living room. She retrieved it as she headed to James room. She noticed it was a text from a number she didn't recognize.
The text read "Hey söt flicka. Just wanted you to have my number." She smiled at the text from Calle Jarnkrok. She saved the number in her phone.
TL: Hey Jarnkrok.
Jarnkrok: You can call me Calle. It's easier.
TL: Ok Calle it is.
Jarnkrok: So did Richie or Neal mention the Halloween party tomorrow night before we leave for the roadie.
TL: No they have only talked about the trip.
Jarnkrok: Awesome.
TL: Not what I was thinking. LOL.
Jarnkrok : Be my date söt flicka.
TL: Richie will freak.
Jarnkrok: I am a big boy, not afraid of Richie.
TL: You should be he is insane.
Jarnkrok: It will be fun. You know you want to.
TL: I don't have a costume.
Tori Lynn was laughing and looking at her phone when she walked into James' room. James was sorting laundry into piles on the bed. Tori Lynn began folding his t-shirts and stacking them neatly beside him. Tori Lynn's phone chirped. She read the message and laughed.
Jarnkrok: I will handle it.
TL: I'll think about it.
Jarnkrok: What are you thinking about? I promise to be a good time.
TL: That's exactly what I am afraid of.
Jarnkrok: Best behavior söt flicka. Us Swedes are very nice.
TL: So I hear. RIchie issued a no Swedes rule before he left on his date. I will let you know something the morning.
Jarnkrok: Deal. Sexy or funny?
TL: What?
Jarnkrok: Your costume?
TL: Wouldn't you like to know.
Jarnkrok: Okay sexy it is. Night söt flicka.
Tori Lynn laughed out loud at the texts. She continued helping James fold his tees.
"Marc Alan" asked James nodding towards her phone.
"No it's Calle" she replied. She picked up a Pens shirt and folded it "Should you pack Pens stuff for the road trip?"
"Calle?" he asked "No I will leave those here."
"Jarnkrok" said Tori Lynn "He asked me if I wanted to be his date to the Halloween party tomorrow before y'all leave."
James looked up from the pile of laundry. Fuck, he knew he should have mentioned it to her. Hell he should have asked her. "What did you tell him? I don't think Richie will approve."
"I told him I would think about it." replied Tori Lynn " I can handle Richie if I want to go."
"Do you?"
"Do I what Neal?"
"Do you want to go with Jarnkrok?" he ask cautiously.
"I just met him" she replied "I guess as first dates go a costume party would be fun"
"Does Jarnkrok know you don't drink?"
"Well it hasn't really came up. He asked me via text so we haven't really talked much." she replied "Does that really matter that much to you guys?"
"To me? No. But those boys party hard. I'm not sure you want to be the only sober one." he replied "Richie and I will be around though. So if you are miserable you can come home with us. Or you could just go with me to the party?"
Tori Lynn stopped folding the t-shirt in her hands and got really quiet. She looked at him for a few seconds and started folding again. "Are you asking because you want me to go with you or just because you don't want me to go with Calle?"
James walked to his giant closet and was putting away gym clothes and socks. He threw a suitcase out of the closet. He watched her continue to fold his t-shirts as she watched the game. She was sorting them into piles of Preds and Pens. James wasn't sure what to say but he knew he needed to respond. "Both" replied James crossing the room and sitting beside her on the bed "I promised to be honest with you. So the answer is both. I don't want you with Jarnkrok and I was working up to asking you to go with me."
"Why is so hard to ask me?" she questioned "It wasn't hard for Calle. I barely know him."
James grabbed the shirt out of her hands and she turned her ice blue gaze on directly on him. Somehow the UK colors made her eyes darker. She held his gaze then turned away. She picked up another shirt and started folding. "You don't have any preconceived ideas about Jarnkrok."
"That's bullshit James" she said jumping up from his bed "I would have never taken you to my parents if I still thought you were that guy." She threw the Pens shirt she was holding at him and walked out of his room. James snatched the shirt out of the air. He fold it and tossed it in the pile. He took his shirts to the built in the closet and laid them on the dresser. He heard her phone chirp. Fuck! He didn't want her out with anyone other than him. He sure as hell didn't want her running around Nashville with their wild ass Swedes. He was being a complete jackass. He needed to quit hiding in his closet. His phone chirped in his pocket.
Pauly: So Tori Lynn says you are in the closet.
James: Asshole. Did she text you?
Pauly: No I just noticed the dinosaur pics so I sent her a message. Told her you all looked like you were getting along.
James: We were.
Pauly: She said pretty much the same thing. She said you don't want her to go to the team Halloween party
James: No I don't want her to go to the party with Jarnkrok
Pauly: Why not they are close in age and he isn't a bad looking kid.
James: I fucking hate you!
Pauly: I love you too asshole. Give her a reason not to go with Jarnkrok
James: I told her she could go with me
Pauly: Dude you would tell me I could go with you. You have to ask a girl.
James heard her phone chirp again. He was still in his closet. He heard her whoop and looked at the TV the Cats were absolutely killing their opponent.
James: Are you texting her right now?
Pauly: No I am texting you. Maybe it's Jarnkrok?
James: I was going to ask her.
Pauly: Well he did. Then you tell her you don't want her with him and she could go with you. You were working up to it. Fuck man when did you lose your balls.
James: great pep talk Pauly
Pauly: Does G have your balls? I can mail them down. Leave them in your old place? Richie geld you when she moved in
James: You are supposed to be my boy
Pauly: And as your boy I say get out of your closet and go talk to the girl in your living room
James: I'm not hiding
Pauly: Bullshit go get your girl
James: She isn't my girl
Pauly: Well then don't bitch if someone else wants her to be his girl
James: I hate you!
Pauly: Tough love man
James threw his phone onto his bed. He heard Tori Lynn talking to someone in his living room. She was turning her phone towards the game. James listened to her tell the person on FaceTime that her Cats were awesome. He then heard an unmistakable laugh. She was talking to Geno. It was official he was in hell. The only thing he needed was Sid to call and yell at him about Tori Lynn. He needed to man up.
"Pretty, Lazy is idiot some time" said Geno "You wait. Use small words. Him figure out."
"Asshole" called James coming into the living room "I heard that." James came into the living room and found her sitting in his recliner talking to Geno. James motioned for her to scoot over and climbed into the recliner with her. G smiled at him.
"Good then Pretty no have to repeat it to you." replied Geno "You not smart at time Lazy."
"I know G" he said looking at Tori Lynn. Even though she was sitting practically in his lap she was ignoring him. She was either watching the game or looking at Geno. "G we will call you back later."
"Hey Pretty, you text me later. Lazy not get his head out of ass I fly down."
Tori Lynn laughed "I'll text you either way Geno. Lyublyu tebya brat. Is that right?"
"Da sestra" replied Geno "You learn Russian not Swedish. You already know more than Lazy"
"No promises" said Tori Lynn smiling at Geno. She disconnected the call.
"So you know Russian" asked James.
"I know a few phrases" she replied. She went back to watching the game. James watched the game clock expire. The score was crazy UK won by more than seventy points. She wiggled around in the chair James realized she was trying to get up. She managed to get to her feet before he pulled her back down. She landed sprawled out in his lap. He wrapped his arms around her body pinning her to him.
"Let me go Neal" she said trying to free herself. She pushed his bare chest with her hands. After making contact with hot hard muscle she jerked her hands back as if they were scorched. "I need to get to bed before Richie and his date make it back. I don't want to deal with that shit."
"I'm not letting you go" he said "remember my house my rules."
"No" said Tori Lynn shoving him again. He constricted his arms around her. "No more games Neal."
"No games" he replied settling her closer to his chest. He released the hold he had on her. Her body was tense. She was in fight or flight mode. He didn't want to fight with her and he sure as hell didn't want her to leave and go to Richie's. He didn't want to contemplate going on a 2 week road trip with her mad at him.
"You're scowling Neal" Tori Lynn ran her fingers across his forehead and pushed his hair back from his forehead. She jerked her hand away. "Not doing this" she said standing up. "You keep sucking me in, Neal."
"I'm sorry" he said as he pulled her back into his lap. James' large hands came up to turn her face to his "I'm sorry that I am an asshole sometimes, I'm sorry that I got jealous of Calle, I'm sorry I didn't ask before he did, and I'm even more sorry that after today I doubted myself with you." James fixed his mouth to hers. Tori Lynn was frozen somewhere between anger and desire. His mouth was gentle but his intent was not. He wanted her to know that he wanted her. He nipped at her bottom lip. Tori Lynn pulled away from him and looked at him. He reclined the chair so that they were both reclined on their sides looking at one another. Stretched out beside him their height difference was evident as her feet only came to his knees. He entwined his legs with her and pulled her closer. He rested his forehead against hers. "I'm sorry, Tori Lynn."
Tori Lynn's hands threaded into his messy hair. She pulled his mouth to hers. They fused together in a hot slide. James slid his hands beneath her tank. His hands spanned across her waist. They felt like they were branding her with his mark. She made a quick gasp and that was all James needed to deepen the kiss. His tongue swept inside. Their movements and breathing were in sync. His mouth never left hers as he pulled her on top of his body. Tori Lynn sat up astride his body and looked down at James. Both of them were breathing erratically.
"What are we doing?" asked Tori Lynn breathlessly. She angled her body forward and had her hands resting on his naked torso. Way to much of Neal was exposed. Tori Lynn wasn't sure was more lethal at this very moment. His turquoise eyes and that smirk or all the long lean muscle exposed beneath her.
"I was apologizing" smirked James. His hands were still underneath her shirt. He was lazily rubbing circles on her back. Tori Lynn rocked her hips back and sat up straight. Her legs were resting on each side of Neal's body. She was staring down at him. James knew that look. He knew she wanted him. But she wasn't sure what to do next. She moved her body again. Each movement of her body sending shockwaves straight to his dick. "But if you keep rocking like that I will have a completely different reason to apologize."
"James, we really shouldn't be doing this" she protested "You can't decide you want me because someone does."
James sat up straight so that he was face to face with Tori Lynn. His hands moved from her back to tangle in her disheveled ponytail. His mouth captured hers. She felt his tongue at the seam of her lips. Tori Lynn's arms came around his neck. She leaned into his kiss. He tangled his tongue with hers. She could feel his kiss all the way to her core. She rocked her body against his again. James groaned and she took control of the kiss. Tori Lynn kissed the corner of his mouth. She then placed kisses along his stubbled jaw line. James hands returned to their position beneath her shirt. He tugged on the tiny tank top and slung it behind the couch. He skimmed his hands over her curves as she kissed her way down the column of his neck. She bit down where his neck met his shoulder. She then kissed the small bite mark. Holy fuck thought James.
"Wrap your legs around me Tori Lynn" instructed James "Arms around my neck" he growled in her ear. She shivered all over. James smiled that predatory smile. She was in trouble. Major, major, change your life trouble. She did as instructed and James got out of the chair still holding her in his arms. God bless the strength and conditioning coaches. James was striding through the apartment kissing her as he went. Tori Lynn knew she should stop this but damn her if she could.
When they cleared the bedroom door James kicked the door closed with a thud. His mouth hadn't left hers. James tossed her on his bed. She landed with a bounce and a giggle. He was stretched out on top of her in seconds. "It's not nice to giggle at a guy when you are in his bed."
"As long as he has his pants on it there is no harm" she replied "Worried Neal?"
James pushed his hips down against her body. "Does it feel like I'm worried?" he asked nearly growling in her ear. He nipped her ear lobe and settled himself into the v of her legs. She wrapped her legs around him and rocked her lower body against his. A groan escaped from Neal. He looked down at Tori Lynn. He had her mostly naked and wanted her all the way naked. But he wasn't sure that this was the best plan with him leaving for the next two weeks.
"Not at all, Neal" replied Tori Lynn she pushed at him. She shoved him over on his back. She straddled him. Tori Lynn rolled her hips against his. James nearly came up off the bed. Tori Lynn pulled his arms free from her body and leaned over him and put his arms above his head. She kissed his jaw line feathering kisses all the way to his ear. James moved his hands and she put them back. "Move and I stop Neal." she whispered in his ear. It was Neal's turn to shiver. Her mouth moved from teasing him to his mouth. She kissed him gently. She tugged at his bottom lip with her teeth. James let out an exasperated breath. She swept her tongue against his. They kissed until Tori Lynn could scarcely catch her breath. She moved from his mouth to place open mouthed kisses against the column of his neck. Tori Lynn kissed his shoulders then moved to his collar bones. She flicked her tongue against that particular ridge of bone. James had no idea he had so much feeling in his collar bone. She kissed her way to the center of his chest. Her tongue lashed out at one of his nipples then the other. He drew in another strangled breath. It was taking every ounce of will power not to grab her and force her to his mouth or even lower than she was currently. James folded his arms behind his head so that he could look at Tori Lynn otherwise he would be tempted to flip her beneath him.
Tori Lynn sat up still straddling his hips. She pulled the white bra from her body and tossed it in the floor. James started to move his arms and Tori Lynn leaned back down. "No moving, Neal" she reminded him. She stroked her hand over his abs. Her mouth followed the path taken by her hands. He felt hot wet kisses followed by the her hair brushing his muscles. He was coming unglued.
"Fuck" he growled "I need to touch you."
"No" smirked Tori Lynn she was currently stroking a finger over his hipbone. She kissed his hipbone which was exposed by his low slung pants. Her tongue then ran a slick hot trail across his v cut. He bucked his hips up. Tori Lynn placed a kiss between his belly button and the top of his pants. She grabbed the waist band of his pants. Then her entire world was up ended and she was beneath James.
"Damn it, Jamie" she cursed "I wasn't finished." Tori Lynn looked up at him and saw that his eyes were darkened with lust.
"Oh yes you are" he replied smirking at her " What kind of apology would that be?" James as currently laying stretched out over her body. Their bodies skin to skin but for her tiny booty shorts and his currently strained pants. He pulled her hands up over her head.
"Why are you grinning like an idiot Neal? You interrupted your own blow job."
"You called me Jamie" replied Neal pulling her hands up and over her head. "Hands on the headboard babe." He placed her hands on the bed frame "Don't move."
"Umm I don't think this is a good idea" said Tori Lynn "And I don't remember calling you Jamie."
"I guess I will have to see if I can make you scream it" said Neal as his mouth descended on hers. She let out a squeak of protest. Neal ravaged her mouth. She was pretty sure it was a prediction of what was to come. He broke the kiss and moved down her body. He nuzzled his cheek against her breasts. His stubble rasp all over. She shivered. He kissed the slope of her breasts. His mouth closed around one of her coral tipped nipples. She bucked her hips up off the bed. He paid identical attention to the other breast. He swirled his tongue around it before pulling it into his mouth. She started to pull her hands down. James swatted at them and put them back. He continued the assault on her breasts. He was straddling her lower body. James kissed his way down her stomach. For the first time he noticed the large tattoo on her rib cage. It was sheet music. He kissed his way down the bars of music to her hip. He noticed Bodie's jersey number in the corner of the tattoo. He nipped her hipbone before pulling her booty shorts and panties from her body. He tossed them in the general direction of her bra. He placed an open mouth kiss on stomach. His tongue dipped in and out of her belly button.
James shoved her further up his huge bed. "What are you doing Neal?" she inquired. He kissed her belly button again.
"Making room for me to work" he said cockily. He then dipped his head lower. He kissed another small tattoo just at her pubic bone. It was a tiny infinity symbol with and anchor in white ink. Barely visible. Only those extremely intimate with Tori Lynn would ever see it. He might kill the man who had inked it on her body. James pushed her legs further apart and made room for his large shoulders. James ran a finger from the ghost of a tattoo to her core. She gasped and tried to close her legs. His body prevented this from happening. He started to laugh. Tori Lynn squeaked again as she could feel that rumble. He stroked a finger over her clit. She canted her hips toward his touch. He rubbed tight circles across that nub. James lowered his head again and laved his tongue where his finger had just been. The former assault on her mouth was now waging war on her button. James could feel her squirming. He continued strumming her clit with his tongue. He stroked a finger into her body. She came up off the bed. He continued working his tongue and his finger. He pulled his hand away briefly and stroked his tongue against her wet core. He lapped at her until she was writhing against him. He then thrust two fingers into her and worked her body. He was using his tongue and fingers in tandem to drive her wild. Her movements were getting jerky. He redoubled his efforts. He felt her hands come into his hair.
Tori Lynn gasped and looked down at James. Holy hell she was so close. She threaded her fingers in his hair. She wasn't sure if she wanted to pull him closer or push him away. His tongued circled her clit and he thrust his fingers deeper. "James, please." Tori Lynn came in a bright burst but James didn't slow down. Aftershocks ripped through her body. Tori Lynn was pulling his hair at this point. James slid back up her body. He kissed her soundly and flopped down beside her. He pulled her across his chest. He placed a few kisses against her temple. He felt her hand slide down his body. He grabbed her hand and pulled it up to his mouth and kissed it.
"What are you doing James?" asked Tori Lynn looking at him "Why do you keep stopping me from touching you."
"I told you I was apologizing." replied Neal.
"James you need to let me help you with that" she said point at the tent in his pants.
"I'm fine" he replied snuggling her into his chest. Those icy eyes were staring at him skeptically. "Really babe, it's okay. I don't want to start something and then leave for 2 weeks. I have a feeling even after that taste once won't be enough."
"But..." she started.
"Tori Lynn I am usually a huge asshole when it comes to things like this. It's all about me. Let me make it about you for just tonight. If you want to help me out grab one of my t-shirts and crawl into bed with me. Let me hold you. What is it your songs says about making you miss me."
"Okay Neal" she said kissing his mouth gently "Let's move your laundry and get in the bed." He looked at the scattered athletic wear on the bed. He tossed her one his Preds practice shirts. She pulled it on as he was gathering his clothes. She grabbed the booty shorts and pulled them back on. He was tossing the wrinkled work out clothes at his suit case.
"What the hell Neal, we need to run those again." said Tori Lynn.
"No way" he replied smirking "They smell like you and sex. I am taking them all with me."
"You are perv James Neal" laughed Tori Lynn.
"Maybe, babe" he replied "but it will definitely make me miss you." He straighten the pillows and duvet as Tori Lynn fetched her phone. "Who are you texting" he asked as she came in the room.
"Richie" she replied "Telling him I am gonna crash here and feel free and bring porn moan home." Richie texted her back simply don't do anything I wouldn't do. She laughed out loud. "Richie said for me not to do anything he wouldn't do." He just shook his head. Tori Lynn was pulling her now messy hair into a bun so neither one of them suffocated while sleeping. James watched complete this simple task his shirt riding up to show those tiny shorts. He liked seeing her in his number.
James stripped out of his lounge pants and tossed them in the heap with Tori Lynn discarded clothes. Tori Lynn turned the duvet down and climbed into the side of the bed she had slept on the previous night. She was laying there texting when James climbed in to the bed in just a pair of navy blue boxer briefs. His shirt was up a little exposing the musical tattoo that he had kissed. James plucked the phone from her hand and sat it on his bedside table. "Damn it Jamie" called Tori Lynn "I was texting G."
"Apparently the only way you are going to call me Jamie is if it's preceded with damn it, eh?"
"Why does it matter?" asked Tori Lynn still pouting over the phone.
"Because I like hearing you say it" he answered honestly "It's what people closest to me call me. Parents, siblings, and grandparents"
"Any probably the legions of girls you have fucked" replied Tori Lynn.
"No Tori Lynn, especially not them. I get Jamesy and Jay but never Jamie."
"Aww I can call you Jamesy" she giggled in a sign song tone.
James flipped the duvet over them and killed the lights. He snuggled her into the crook of his arm with her head on his chest. He threaded a leg through hers. Once he had her fairly immobile. He whispered " If you do I will call you Vicki." She snapped her head up to look at him. She was giving him her best evil eye. He stroked his hand under his shirt and over the musical tattoo. Soothing her. "Deal?"
"Deal, Jamie" she replied squirming because she was extremely ticklish. "Why do I feel like I just made a deal with the devil?"
"Because you just did" laughed James. She laid there on his chest tangled up with him. She was listening to the steady beat of his heart. She knew she shouldn't get attached but at this point it was damned if you do damned if you don't. James was stroking from her hip to just below the curve of her breasts. "Can I ask you something Tori Lynn?"
She pressed a kiss in the center of his chest above his heart "Sure Neal"
"What song is tattooed on your ribs?" asked James quietly
"Champagne Supernova it's a memorial for Bodie" she replied "We played it together and nothing describes him better. The other tattoo is a white infinity symbol and an anchor. Bodie and I both got tattooed together that day. He had a large anchor on his hip with an infinity symbol worked into the loop of the anchor."
"I remember that tattoo" he replied "Bodie said it was to remind him to slow down." James felt the tear hit his bare chest. He kissed the top of her head. "Don't cry babe. I didn't mean to make you cry."
"No I just never get to talk about him. He is a ghost at home. Richie is the only one who ever mentions Bodie." she said into his chest.
Notes
Sorry it's taking so long apparently the holidays incite crime. LOL. Someone asked if I would make a list of all the songs and artists Tori Lynn and James talk about and listen to. If you all are interested in the music let me know and I will make the list.
I miss this so much:/
12/7/17