Free Glam Metal by Anna Daly-McCabe

beside the bed showed her that he was on London time.
     
    “Samantha, where are you? I have been calling for days to the apartment but you’ re not there. What ’ s going on?” He sounded very angry. She was getting really annoyed now.
     
    “I can’ t talk right now. Call Richard and talk to him. Anything you have to say to me should be through him. You know that!”
     
    “Where are you?” She paused. Should she tell him? No. It was none of his business.
     
    “I am having a short break. I’ ll be home soon!”
     
    “Wherever you are, get back here now and sign those papers, you bitch!” He shouted down the phone. “I don’ t want you back, do you understand, you frigid cow!” Sam dropped the phone, she was shocked. She began to shake uncontrollably as the tears ran freely down her face. She sat on the wicker chair and pulled her knees up to her chin and sobbed.
     
    In a moment she felt the strong arms around her as Jay lifted her up and brought her back to the bedroom.
     
    He held her close to him and kissed her head. He couldn’t understand why she was so upset.
     
    “It’ s OK, Sam.” He whispered softly in her ear. She wrapped her arms around him and said:
     
    “I’ m sorry Jay.”
     
    “Sam, whatever it is, it’ s alright.” He kissed her. “I ’ m here babe.” It was the way he said it. It was so gentle, so tender. Sam knew he was feeling the same way she was feeling. No words were needed between them. And none were spoken.
     
    Jay brought her breakfast in bed. Coffee and croissants! And a single red rose. She had slept in his tee shirt. He kissed her on the forehead and said softly.
     
    “Wake up sexy!” She stirred and smiled at him. Sam sat up and took a sip from the coffee. It was delicious.
     
    They talked for a moment then Sam ’ s phone rang again. She looked at it. Then she quickly turned it off. Jay looked at her puzzled. But he didn’t press her for answers. If she wanted to tell him, then he figured she would.
     
    He left her to finish her coffee and take a shower and he went out on to the terrace near the pool. Lisa and Nick were sitting there.
     
    “Where’ s Sam?” Lisa asked. He said she was in the shower.
     
    “Lisa, she’ s upset. Got a call last night; anything wrong?” He was concerned and knew that he should be talking to Sam. But it was difficult to be alone with her around here. There were always people coming and going.
     
    “Was it a man?” She asked. Jay said he didn’t know.  “Jay, her divorce is almost final. It has been very dramatic, to say the least. My guess is it was her ex.” Lisa touched his arm affectionately. She liked him.
     
    “Ask her.” She touched his cheek with her index finger. Got up and went to find Sam.
     
    Jay and Nick watched her leave.
     
    “I’ ll share her with you bro!” Nick joked. And they both laughed.
     
    “No thanks. I have the woman of my dreams.” Jay said as if thinking out loud. Nick laughed.
     
    “She has too much baggage man, an acrimonious divorce. Spells trouble to me.” He slapped Jay on the arm. “Thought she was only a piece of ass?”  Jay laughed.
     
    “And a great piece of ass she is too man.” Sam was in the hall as she heard what Jay had said. They both roared with laughter. So, she had misread the tenderness he had shown her last night. She turned and went back up the stairs.
     
    “But seriously man. I feel strongly for this girl,” Jay was saying. “I want her to stay here and not go back to London.” Nick stared at him in disbelief.
     
    “Man you sure about that?” Jay said he was. “Dude, you’ re crazy!” They slapped each other fondly on the back.
     
    “Ever think about settling down, Nick?” Jay was being very serious. Nick sat down and said:
     
    “Jay, we’ ve been friends a long time. But settling down with a chick you hardly know.”
     
    “I’ m getting too old for this, dude, all these groupies shoving it in your face, but no feelings. When