Jon’s mind was
spinning in counter clockwise spins, a baby or not. His first thoughts were panic, they weren’t
even married. But, they were going to
get married. Were they, they had yet set
a date, or a place or hell everything that went into getting married. They
would have to sit down and seriously talk about setting a date and a place.
Why am I here in Boston and her in Chicago
he couldn’t ask her to give up her conference, just like she wouldn’t ask me not
to tour. Of course Dot had, and when I
chose the band over staying home. I went
stir crazy, climb the wall crazy. I know
what I have to do.
Jon quickly
called his dad.
“Hey, how would
you like to see the Patriots play tomorrow night from the fifty yard
line?” Jon asked his father,
“What’s going on?
You giving up fifty yard line tickets, has to be something really important.”
His father got quiet for a second. “Everything okay with you and Lexie?”
“Yeah dad,
everything is great. She’s up for three
awards and I want to be there for her.” Jon went back in the room.
“Didn’t you know
before she left that she would be up for awards?” His father asked pulling out his suitcase and
started to pack.
“She told me
tonight, I don’t think she said anything before she got out there.” He watched
his three son’s watching a movie. Had she
told me and I just pushed it off, like I did her idea to get married in the
backyard. Would it be so bad to have it at the house, I could get Matt to
control security. It would be small,
just family and friends. Why did I shit
on her idea? Because you were a controlling asshole.
“You taking care
of the flights?” John Sr. closed the
case, “Or do I need to gas up the car?”
“I’ll have a car
there and flight taken care of. Just
decided to go about fifteen minutes ago.
I’ll call you back with the plans.”
Jon took the remote to pause the movie.
“I’ll be waiting
on the call.” John Sr. rang off the call and went to tell Carol the change in
plans.
The boys ragged
on their dad for pausing the movie. After much discussion, he then called his
pilot and then got his dad a private flight.
Then he called Steph.
“Daddy, we still
don’t know anything,” She answered the phone. “Thanks, this is for you, we hope
to see you tonight.” Stephanie said to the woman as she handed her a bag.
“Have to ask, are
you Stephanie Bongiovi?” The lady asked taking out her phone.
“You don’t know
how many times this weekend someone asked me, I’m Rose Madison.” She told the lady, who seemed upset.
“Oh. Okay.” She
said as she took the bag and put her phone up.
Stephanie got
back to the call.
“Sorry daddy, I’m
kind of busy.” She smiled and handed out another bag.
“I need you to get
me a ticket to tonight’s dinner.” Jon
told her as he pulled out his laptop and shot off a text to Kenneth to
overnight him a suit and shoes. In
return he got an instant replay for the address. “You two are at the Ritz right?”
“Yeah they put us
in a two bedroom suite” She told him as she handed out another bag.
“That’s great,
I’ll text you when I land. Grandpa is coming to handle the boys. Just get me a
ticket or a seat at Lex’s table.” Jon
tossed some things in an overnight bag and headed to get his shave kit.
“I’ll try,” She
noticed Lexie watching her. “Got to go dad, before Momma Lexie catches us.”
“Ok sweetie see you tomorrow.” He rang off the call and texted the
hotel address to Kenneth and them sent the arraignments to his dad. He went back into the living room of the
suite and grabbed a slice and settled in to watch the end of the movie.
They headed up to
the room before meeting Robbie for dinner.
“I guess no news
is good news” Lexie tossed her nametag on the entry table along with the room
key.
“Yeah,” Steph
followed her into the room. Kicking off her shoes she headed to the sofa. “If one more lady asked if I was Stephanie
Bongiovi I was going to scream. I need a new nametag that says Rose Madison,
then they won’t ask.”
“You think not hum?” Lexie collapsed on the sofa, kicking her
shoes off she propped her feet on the table.
“Guess I’ll call your dad.” She
looked over at Steph and watched the girl smile.
“I’ll go down to
Robbie’s room while you two talk.” She made the quote signs with her hands and
giggled. Getting up she held up her room
key, “You got thirty minutes.” She giggled as she went out the room.
Going to Robbie’s
room, passing a group of ladies that held bags from the conference. Smiling as she passed, she noticed two ladies
out their heads together.
“She said she was
Rose Madison, but I swear she looks just like Stephanie Bongiovi.” The lady who asked her what her name was told
her friend.
“Who?” Her friend
asked.
“Stephanie
Bongiovi, Jon Bon Jovi’s only daughter.”
The lady said
“What would a
rock stars daughter doing at a mystery conference for writers and fans?” She
asked her friend.
The two ladies
turned the corner and Stephanie couldn’t hear anything else they said. It was a good thing her dad wouldn’t get here
until the dinner or her cover would be blown.
Knocking on Robbie’s door she waited.
“Hey Steph,
whatcha need?” Robbie asked as he let
her into the room.
“I need Daddy a
seat at Lexie table for tomorrow night.”
She told him as she passed into the room.
“Steph I don’t
think there are any tickets left, I’ll call down and see.” He pulled out one of the many notebooks that
sat open on the desk. Pulling out his
cell he called the manager of the conference and within a few seconds he had a
seat. “It’s not at Lexie table, but I
can give my seat to your father and I’ll take the other seat. It’ll cost him next tour.” Robbie laughed.
“Pit ticket with
backstage tour?” Stephanie asked the
assistant.
“Two, I’m sure my
partner would love to go.” Robbie laughed.
“Two and an
invite to the wedding, whenever that is.” Stephanie laughed. “Oh yeah I need a new
nametag that says Rose Madison, if I get asked on more time I might go
postal.” She laughed as she sat
down. “Lexie is calling daddy, said I
would give her thirty minutes, then we can do dinner.”
“You got it Miss
Madison.” Robbie offered her a soda as
they waited they allotted minutes.
Back in the room,
Lexie pulled out her cell and noticed a message. It was from the doctor. Sighing she loaded the message.