Millie smiled; it seemed like they had enjoyed her being the Mistress. She had enjoyed it too, watching Nick's face had been great fun. He couldn't believe his eyes, neither of them could. Millie found it difficult not to break into a laugh, but she had played her part perfectly. Nick's eyes glittered at her, and she wondered just what sort of price she was playing for this. There was a singer on stage at the moment, and Millie let her mind wander back to the other night.
Gabriel let out a sound, half roar, half Nick's name, his chest going up and down as he fought for breath. Nick released Gabriel's cock with an audible pop
Nick waved to his family and ran off stage. They just had to wait for Gabriel to sing with Claudia Cranston and then they could go home. Katie was jumping up and down, so Millie to Katie to the ladies. While Millie was waiting for Katie to have a wee, a couple of women came in. They were busy chatting, "Oh thank the lord we got out of there," wailed one of them, "I'm not sure I can stand that ho anymore, I'm not working with her again Shailla, who does she think she is? It's her who is out of tune, not me.""Precious, my darlin' don't take any notice of her, she's chasin' that poor man, Just be
Gabriel awoke slowly. His eyelashes fluttered, and he stretched his legs and then curled up again. He yawned and wondered what he would do today. Perhaps he would go to the marina and hitch a ride somewhere, the south of France maybe? God, his head was banging. Where was he last night at a party? God, he was really drunk, and his mind was a total blank. Gabriel opened his eyes and looked around the room. He could see the sky through the window, and he knew it was almost dawn. Hmm, that was weird he didn't recognise the room, it wasn't his flat, and this was a single bed. He'd not slept in a single bed since he was a small kid. Where the hell was he? God, his head hurt, and he closed his eyes and curled up to sleep again.
They had been without him for two days, forty-eight hours, two thousand eight hundred and eighty minutes, and every single one seemed like a lifetime of hurt, anger, and desperation. Nick had spoken to the police, and last night at the gig, Nick and the boys in the band pleaded with whoever had taken him to let him come home.What should have been a fantastic night was bittersweet. No one had seen Claudia Cranston, which, according to Nick, Dimitri, and Amelia was telling in the extreme. They had a friend who took Gabriel's place in the band, and after their set, they stood together on stage. Nick stood with this head down until the audience was quiet."You will have read in the newspapers and seen on the news that our dearest friend Gabriel is missing." Screens each side of the stage, showed a video of a man dragging Gabriel to the limo and then pushed inside. People gasped and then a hush over the arena. "Gabriel is my best friend, we've been together sin
Gabriel awoke with a start, gasping for breath. That was him, the man in the dream. Slowly he released his breath, and his hand touched the tattoo on his chest. He knew his name, he'd said it in the dream. Nick. He was tall and bright, happy, laughing his head off. He was also stark naked. Gabriel closed his eyes and conjured up the sight in his dream, this beautiful, golden man, muscles as he'd never imagined, and those muscles were going to be wrapped around him. He looked like a bloody rock star!Gabriel couldn't work out where he was. The room in his dream didn't strike a chord it loo
Nick shuddered, his breathing was erratic, and a feeling of utmost relief and...dread encompassed him. He didn't want to, but he dropped onto the sofa, he couldn't move, and he knew he should be running to the car to get Gabriel.The sitting room door burst open, "Dad, Lucy and I are going shopp...ing."Jess walked up to him, "Dad, are you okay? You look... It's Gabriel, have they found him, is he okay?" Jess knelt on the floor, her hands on Nick's knees, "Dad, is he okay?"Tears were running down Nick's cheeks, and he pulled Jess up so he could wrap his arms around her. "He's alive," he croaked. "Thank God he's alive."DI White sat with Gabriel and Matt on the bench in the park, which was not exactly what she should have been doing. The missing rock star should be in an ambulance on his way to the hospital, and for some reason, he had taken a distinct liking to the kid. Of course, she didn't want to insist Gabriel left now, especially i
Gabriel walked into a wide marble-floored hallway. It was light and airy, and it didn't smell, not like the other house, no damp or dusty smell here. He looked around and moving to take it all in. It was a beautiful home, and Gabriel was astonished when Nick said, "You chose all this, we redesigned the house when you moved in. You chose the colours and furniture. We sat in bed for weeks surrounded by catalogues and paint chips." Nick grinned.Gabriel screwed his eyes up as if remembering, but in the end, he shook his head, "Sorry, nothing's coming up,"
Millie sat on the northward bound train. She had chosen to travel first class, which meant that the carriage was quiet. Only two people were working away on their laptops further down, and she didn't want loads of people around her. Peace and quiet were paramount to her at the moment. She needed silence, and the only noise she wanted was made by the train's movement on the tracks, which sent her into a frantic doze. Millie had never felt comfortable falling asleep on trains, what if she missed her stop, what if someone stole her bag. She sat up and took a drink from the bottle of water she had brought. Millie sat up straight in her seat, looking around and out of the windows. She had to stay awake, and she was happy when the trolley came about, and she stocked up on snacks and drinks.Millie wasn't sure where she was going, this train stopped in several places, all of which would do, a hotel, for now, then she could look at renting a small house. She didn't know if or w
Gabriel watched the girls cook tea. He enjoyed being with them. They were funny, and they both explained many things to him about his life."Gabe, would you like to go and tell Nick dinner's ready please?""Do you know where he'll be?" he said, standing and stretching."Up two flights of stairs, first door on the left. That's your bedroom. He's probably sulking."Gabriel sighed, "Does he often do this, sulk, I mean?"Lucy rolled her eyes, "What you have to remember Gabe, is that although my brother is the outwardly dominant member of this family, you are usually in charge. Nothing happens in this household without you saying so and giving it your approval."Gabriel's navy blue eyes opened wide, "Are you sure?"Both the girls nodded their heads. "He just talks and shouts a lot," Lucy said. "But you are the one we all go to, and especially Nick. If you didn't realise it, Nick has said something to Millie, not meaning to hurt