Guiding Star

The jangling of the phone woke me, as I went to answer I discovered Jojo gone and scandal burning the wires with Tiah so indignant, sprackling so hard she could barely get the words out. Coco and Royce had been true to their word and had run off to get married, though she had suggested they do this she expected to be in the loop when they did but in my mind not telling Tiah was their first smart move. Taryn could not go to Liselle as she was shacked up in her mansion with Jago, Braith had disappeared with Jazz and Tiah was the only one she had left to shout at. After a few hours of this Taryn did the only thing left to her, she called up Gervais for if anyone could find them and stop them before anything happened it would be Gervais.

Gervais, being Gervais, one who was not prone to doing anything without something in it for him, did the first thing that came to his mind and called me. He told me in his shameless oily way that all I had to do was say the word and Royce and Coco would be safe from Elyce forever. Immune to his blackmail I told him to give it up as I was not taking the bait and those two were on their own as far as I was concerned. The fact they managed to outsmart two Dubois and a Vanderhaven gave me the greatest pleasure and if this was annoying to him he could think of me chuckling in my tea. He retaliated by asking if I had heard from Simon lately but I was not going to bothered by Gervais anymore as I was with the only person I was supposed to be with. I did not tell him this as he needed very little encouragement to become vicious and instead I said goodbye cheerfully before hanging on Gervais. I had come along way from the little girl dusting furniture in a pseudo antique shop.

Tiah would have to deal with her family as best she could as I had my own life to tend to and I waited all day for Jojo to come back but he didn’t. I asked Maritka if he had left a message but he hadn’t so I sat on the terrace watching the sun disappear behind the trees wondering if Jojo was going to let me down yet again. Chantal called me to say she was sending someone around with some food for me and I was going to say Maritka could cook but thought maybe she meant Jojo so I thanked her. Dinner was brought around by one of the boys from the restaurant I sat in the dining room and watched the food congeal on my plate for it was late and still no Jojo. Maritka fussed about in the kitchen and about me finally commenting that Mr. Jojo might have some business to tend to. I told her tartly that he had a phone and despite being totally stupid managed to use it now and then. She took my cold dinner back into the kitchen leaving the echoes of her muttering and me ashamed at my outburst for if Jojo was going to drive me insane again I needed to stop this from going any further.

Tired, defeated by life I guessed it was too much to hope for, getting back with Jojo would have been too easy for life was never that kind or neat. It was going to lead me down another messy path of false starts and might-have-been until I am left sitting alone in my room yet again. I did not want to go back up to my room so I sat in the drawing room with only a small lamp for company letting it’s dim light burn alone like my love for Jojo, a lonely light in the dark of the world. Maritka fussed in and out until even her muttering spurted out into a sentence and she told me to call Jazz to find out where is Mr. Jojo. I told her no, if he was not interested enough to tell me where he was then he didn’t want me to know. She put her huge hands on her solid hips and glared at me the way she must have glared at weights in her lifting career. She looked at me and asked why we kept making the same mistakes over and over, didn’t we want to be together but not wanting to face her opinions or questions as right as they might have been I made to leave but she inserted herself in the doorway and handed me the house phone.

I relented and called up Jazz asking her if she had seen Jojo, surprised she told me that he had left early this morning with Royce and Coco and she thought they were all one step ahead of Gervais. She said to wait a minute and she would ring him and I felt like an idiot chasing after a guy but if he was going to act like this it was better that I left him before he crushed my heart. I heard Jazz press the buttons on her phone and then a strange ringing came from upstairs so I followed the distant sound until I came outside my bedroom door where I didn’t have to work it out for Jojo had left his phone here and I bet he had not learned my number at all. I thanked Jazz, called her brother an idiot and decided to try Coco’s phone but hers said she was out of reach. So I knew I just had to wait until he got back to me and as soon as I hung up on Jazz a fumbling at the front door got our attention causing Maritka to stomp off, ready to thrash any would be robber. She flung open the door to a sheepish Jojo who broke out into a huge smile at the sight of me and oblivious of Maritka being a foot away he grabbed me and kissed me heartily. Trying to hide a smile Maritka grumbled all the way to the back of the house to her quarters.

Jojo told me he had got an early call from Royce who decided then and there to elope with Coco and since I was sleeping so deeply he did not want to wake me. To keep safe from Elyce they decided to tell no one and he left to help him get out of town of course he could have left me a note but being a guy he totally forgot that and his phone upstairs, had not learned my number, and since they were all out of reach he could not use theirs to call so he was cut off from me. I was not going to let him charm his way out of this so easily and asked why he hadn’t called his sister or mother and got them to call me. He stopped for a second and I could see the thought hadn’t even crossed his mind so I folded my arms and suggested that perhaps he was not ready for anyone in his life.

I could not play here for my life was at stake as one more bad relationship and I swear I was going to become a nun or worse accept Gervais. Jojo looked so contrite I could not torture him any longer and said begrudgingly that I might be able to forgive him which had him grin while smothering me in kisses again. Maritka surprised us by coming out carrying a bag while saying her sister was not well and she had to leave right away. I stood there with my mouth open as I never heard of her having family before and I knew not to question the wisdom of a housekeeper who had the sense to leave young lovers alone. She left before I could ask any questions and as soon as the door closed behind her Jojo had me upstairs. While Simon had been a tender gentle touch, reassuring me, Jojo was passionate explosions. I could feel the heat in his finger tips, his skin, and his breath as his tongue raked my mouth, his hands burned my skin and I could feel his entire body radiate fire as his blood burned with desire. Jojo was consuming and consumed me within his hunger as I fell into a river of fervour that flooded my entire being. I could smell, taste and feel the urgency of his desire as I melted into his passion and the entire night burned with our fever.

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