Early January 2001

 

 

Deanna Preston proudly placed the ‘open’ sign in the window and waited.

 

Waited to see if her life was going to take a turn for the better.

 

Six months ago, she made the decision to uproot herself and her little business, ‘Renaissance Antiques’ not just out of state, but out of the country. Devestating news led to devestating surgery which led to the devestating end to her marriage played a major part in her decision.   At 30 years old, she realized that it was now or never to take a chance. 

 

With nothing to tie her down and a will to succeed, she decided to take her business to where she could enjoy the success it had in the States.   For months, she investigated various places outside the United States to see where an antique shop such as her own, which specialized in old world style furnishings, would flourish.  She knew that it had to be the heart of a major city where traffic flow was heavy, else it would fail.

 

She had narrowed her choices down to London and Dublin and enlisted the aid of overseas realtors to scout out store fronts for rent at a reasonable price.  When a realtor e-mailed her a picture of a charming store front for rent in the heart of Dublin, which was considerably cheaper than any of the London locations, she snapped it up immediately.

 

However, when she finally got here, she found out that a very old antique dealer, Whytes, had wound up relocating a block up from her.  If she had known this, she probably wouldn’t have taken the rent.  Now she was stuck in a one year lease with major competition from a long time, established shop just a stone’s throw from her.

 

She tried not to think about it as she circled her shop, proud of what she had accomplished these last two months to prepare it to open.  Deep burgendy and green drapes, held back by gold, fringed tassles, adorned the beautiful, beveled glass bay window, the best feature in the store.  It made it possible to make beautiful display of her wares in the effort to pull in passers by.

 

She wanted her shop to lend an air of professionalism, with a touch of hominess.  She kept a fresh pot of coffee brewed, while hot and cold spring water made tea and cold drinks available.   A tray of sweets sat untouched upon a table near the beverages, while a smaller table on another level was fitted and decorated to entertain children of possible patrons.

 

She didn’t want anyone to be discouraged from coming in with children, so she set up a child-friendly area complete with games, toys, coloring books, crayons, puzzles and such.  Since the area was secured off from the main area, but still within view, she was ensured that her merchandise would not be harmed in anyway so the adults could shop uninterrupted.

 

She made herself a cup of coffee and allowed herself one small pastry before sitting down at her computer behind her desk.  She flipped her light brown, honey streaked hair over her shoulder as she continued to work on her press release.  In between, her amethyst colored eyes darted up whenever she caught someone walking by, looking in before walking on.  With each person that did that, her heart sunk.

 

She then reasoned that it was her first day open.  Once her press release got out, as well as referring herself out to other dealers in the area, she hoped that her business would flourish here as it did in the States.  Once that took place, she knew that she was well on her way to having everything she always wanted.

 

As she thought that, her hand absentmindedly cupped her tummy as painful memories taunted her, even as a single tear fell on her keyboard below.  The softly playing classical music in the backround only added to her meloncholiness.

 

“Not everything,” she thought.

 

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Rick Savage stood in his kitchen, a cup of tea in his hands, and stared out the bay window overlooking the ocean.  Completely exhausted after another long night of writing at Joe’s,  he needed more than caffeine to stay awake.  However, the sound of two sets of sneakered feet squeaking all over the house was more than enough to keep him awake. 

 

He would’ve been enjoying a nice long stay in bed this morning had not his ex-wife called last minute saying that she would’nt be able to take the kids – again.  Ever since she remarried several months ago to a corporate jet setter with no patience for kids, Karen had been negligent in taking their two sons during her scheduled visits. 

 

Even as his insides tightened over the lack of time she spent with their sons since her marriage, he had to shake his head at the irony.  Just as his Euphoria tour ended last summer, Karen had announced to Sav that she didn’t want to go on like this.  Following him all over the world, fighting off adoring female fans or staying at home with the children while she waited for him wasn’t what she wanted anymore. 

 

As much as it broke his heart, not to mention the hearts of 7 year old Alexander and 5 year old Sean, there was nothing he could do to stop her. His only solace was that they married in the States rather than Ireland, which made for a quicker divorce.

 

And, what does she up and do as soon as the ink was dried on the divorce papers?  She meets and marries a guy who travels all over the world for his job!

 

“Whats the bloody difference?” Sav thought to himself.

 

Although they worked out a visitation schedule with the boys, it seems that Karen was more concerned with traveling on business with her new hubby more.  This is the second time in a row that she cancelled out on her visit, although she said she’d make it up by taking the boys for a more extended stay “as soon as Jonathan returns from business in the Orient” she promised.

 

Sav rolled his eyes and stared into his teacup.  He hated leaving the boys in care of a nanny constantly while he was out.  Although Joe had said that he could bring them there, Sav knew that they wouldn’t be able to get any work done, wondering if Nuala was chasing his boys around Joe’s art deco treasures!

 

They hadn’t always been this rambunctious, only since the split had they started to demonstrate a little waywardness and Sav knew that it would take time for them to get accustomed to the change.  He also felt that they were letting off some anger over their mother’s reluctance to see them.  He only hoped that Karen kept her promise the next time.

 

Just then, the sound of something metal snapping off something wooden invaded his ears.  As he went out to see what it was, he was met halfway by Alex, who held up a drawer pull.

 

“Dad, I……uh…..this was hanging off.  I ran into it and it snapped off all the way.”

 

Sav took the metal drawer pull, from his antique roll top desk, from his son’s hand.  The pull had been bent away from the backing and he tried in vain to bend it back without ruining it, but to no avail.

 

He let out a frustrated breath.  “Alex, what were you doing horsing around in the sitting room anyway?”

 

“Well, I……I didn’t mean to be in there.  Sean and I aren’t supposed to be here today anyway.  We’re supposed to be with mum.  When is she coming to get us?”

 

Sav had realized that he forgot to tell the boys that their mother called and cancelled.

 

“Oh Alex.  Lad, I’m sorry.  I forgot to tell you.  Mum called late last night saying that she wouldn’t be able to make it.  Your…..stepfather had to go on business and she went with him.  But, she promised to spend extra long time with you when she returns.”

 

Alex looked down at the floor with dejection.  “No she won’t.  This is the second time she did this.  And….I don’t like Jonathan.   And I don’t think he likes us.  I feel like a bother.”

 

Sav put his teacup down and bent down to be eye to eye with Alex.  “Now lad, that’s not true.  Jonathan just has a very demanding job and his mind is elsewhere.  Just make sure that when you’re there that you give them no cause to make them think you’re a bother.  You’re to behave yourself as well there as you do here, regardless of how you feel about him.”

 

Alex made a face at the floor.  “Whatever.”

 

Just then, five year old Sean came scampering in.  “When’s mum coming?”

 

Alex turned to him.  “Mum’s not coming!  Again.”

 

Alex folded his arms and huffed as little Sean looked bewildered.  “W..what?  But..but I thought….”

 

Sav sternly looked at Alex for his rude answer to his little brother, who still had trouble understanding.

 

“Sean, mum called last night.  She won’t be able to be here, but I’m here.  All day and all night.  I won’t be going to Uncle Joe’s today so its just the three of us.”

 

Alex forgot about his little hissy fit.  “Really?”

 

“Really?” Sean mimicked his older brother.

 

Sav smiled as the hopeful look on their faces erased the sting of Karen’s absence.

 

“Really!  What do you lads want to do today?”

 

“Movies!” Alex shouted.

 

“No, playground,” Sean bounced back.

 

“Ugh, I don’t want to go there.  Um…pizza!”

 

“Yeah, pizza,” Sean agreed.

 

“Okay, okay slow down lads.  Go and get your jackets.  Before we do anything, I’ll bring this by the antique store to see if they can locate a replacement somewhere.  I don’t think this can be saved.”

 

While the boys ran off, Sav picked up the phone to call Whyte’s to find out their hours so he could stop by to drop the drawer pull off.  After getting off the phone, he grabbed his car keys, wallet, cell phone and cigarettes before heading out into the foyer to get his jacket from the closet.

 

Alex and Sean came bounding down the stairs, excited about spending the day with their father.  Just one look at their excited faces told him that he had everything he could possibly want.

 

He then thought about the empty space beside him in bed.

 

“Not everything,” he thought.

 

                                                          2

 

After a rowdy pizza lunch with the boys, Sav stopped down Molesworth Street to Whyte’s.  When he got to the shop, he saw a sign in the window that they were out to lunch.

 

“Damn, won’t be back for an hour,” he muttered to himself.  He then took the boys by the hand.

 

“C’mon lads, I’ll just come back here tomorrow,” he said as he turned to walk back to the car.  As he was about to open the door, he looked down the street and saw a flag with the words ‘Antiques’ flying outside a quaint little shop that e hadn’t seen it on the way down. 

 

Sav looked at the broken pull in his hand, shrugged his shoulders before taking the boy’s hands again.

 

“I thought we were going dad?” Alex whined.

 

“Hold on,” Sav said.  “There’s another antique store down the street.  Maybe they can help me.”

 

Alex huffed as Sean dragged his feet.  Sav noticed their exasperation and stopped to bend down before them.

 

“Listen, we went and got pizza, just like you wanted.  Now daddy has something he has to do.  Remember, there are very expensive things in this store, so what are we NOT going to do?”

 

“Run around or touch anything,” Alex and Sean said in unison.

 

Sav winked at them before standing up and heading over to the shop.  He stopped to admire the lovely display in the beautiful beveled window before opening the door.  Sav was hit with an immediate feeling of warmth and hospitality, so different from Whyte’s who’s stiff, stuffy atmosphere catered to the elite.

 

Sav’s eyes quickly glanced the surroundings and smiled.  “I wonder how long this place has been here?”

 

“Look!  Sweets!”

 

Alex saw the table of sweets and was about to run over, when Sav tightened the hold on his hand, holding him back.

 

“What did I say Alex?”

 

Alex frowned as he kept his eye on the goodies.

 

In the back, Deanna heard the tinkling of the bell above the door signaling a customer.  She already had a few browsers today and made a small sale and an important connection as well.  She wondered what waited for her in the shop this time.

 

She stood up from where she was buffing out a scratch on a Queen Anne end table, smoothed her fitted black pants and adjusted her soft, amethyst colored sweater which matched her eyes and walked out front.

 

She saw a man with blonde, softly curled hair and two little boys standing in the center of the shop with their backs to her.

 

“May I help you?”

 

“Yes, I…..” Sav began to say as he turned around.  And then the possibility of forming any more words left his brain.

 

Standing before him was a beautiful young woman with…with…..

 

“….dear God,” he managed to think.  “Her eyes!  Are they……..?”

 

He quickly regained his composure before he looked like a simpering fool.

“I’m…I’m sorry, yes I was um….wondering if you could help me with this piece,” he said holding up the metal pull.

 

Deanna gulped and walked forward, all the while trying to compose herself in front of this incredibly good looking man with a pair of eyes that put an aquamarine to shame.  She then glanced down at the two little boys who’s similar eye color left no doubt that they were his sons.  She also saw where their eyes were locked on.

 

“Sir, if its alright, your boys can have a sweet from the table.”

 

Her voice was almost as sweet as the confections that covered the table.  Sav nervously smiled at her and looked down at his son’s who were salivating.

 

“Why thank you, yes.  Lads….just take ONE, understand?”

 

“Okay,” they both blurted out as they made a bee-line for the table.

 

“And take a napkin lads,” Sav said after them.  “Remember your manner.”

 

“If you boys would like, you can go up those small set of stairs.  There’s some toys and games up there if you’d like to play.”

 

“Wow!” they both exclaimed as they headed in that direction.

 

As Deanna smiled with satisfaction over her clever idea, she turned back to meet those spine melting blue eyes again and tried to remain calm and professional.

 

“Yes..sir…how can I help you?”

 

“Do you really want to know?” Sav lewdly thought to himself before pushing it from his mind.

 

“Well, this snapped off an antique roll top desk that I’ve had for years.  It was already loose but, well, with two young boys who were playing where they shouldn’t……  anyway, I was wondering if there was a way you could find a match for it.  It seems to be irrepairable.”

 

Deanna took the pull and allowed the pads of her fingers to brush the top of his hand.  Even the slightest contact was enough to jolt her.  But that was nothing compared to what it did to Sav.  The slight touch only intensified what was already coursing through him from her lovely face, hypnotic eyes and slender, curvy body.

 

“No problem,” Deanna numbly said.  “Let me see what I can do.  My inventory isn’t as vast since I just opened today.  By the way, my name is Deanna.”

 

Sav took her extended hand and shook it, thankful to feel her warm skin again.

 

“Nice to meet you.  I’m Rick.  So, that’s why I haven’t seen you….I mean…this store before.”  Sav cursed his stumbling speech.  “I uh…also noticed that you’re American.”

 

“Um, yes. I had this shop in the States and decided to throw caution to the wind and try my luck overseas.   I’ve been spending the last month of so preparing it for opening and I officially opened today.  I’m still in the process of getting out my press release and advertisements, so I don’t expect much activity.  Just a few wanderers today.  And…..now you.”

 

“Well, I usually go to Whyte’s, but they’re closed for lunch right now.  So…you are in luck.”

 

“Yes…..I am,” Deanna softly said, before realizing what she said.

 

She quickly excused herself to go over to her computer as Sav followed her, wondering if she was experiencing the same attraction he was.  He looked up to see that Alex and Sean rummaging through the variety of toys and games and was glad for it.

 

“I must say that a play area is the last thing anyone would expect to see in an antique shop.”

 

“Well, I know that I lot of people who shop with children are sometimes reluctant to come into stores like this because they’re afraid that something might get broken.  I decided to make a child-friendly area as not to discourage anyone, not to mention that a child’s laughter is a wonderful sound.”

 

Sav looked down at her left hand and didn’t see a wedding ring, but wondered anyway.

 

“Do you have children of her own?”

 

Deannea froze as she sat down in front of her computer, but quickly collected herself and stiffly smiled up at him.

 

“No.  No I don’t.”

 

She then got online to simultaneously IM a few antique contacts to see if they had a match.  While she awaited an answer, she took her digital camera and took a picture of the pull.  She then pulled the diskette out, popped it into her computer and e-mailed the picture to her contacts so they could get a better idea.  Sav was impressed.

 

“Wow, you’re quite the computer genius,” he exclaimed.  The most I can do is turn it on and check my e-mail.”

 

“Well, I’m not a programmer or anything,” she said.  “I just know the basic operations.  I invested in a good digital camera for times like this.  Now…lets just see if one of them has an answer.”

 

As soon as she sent off the picture, she stood up.  “Um, why don’t you wait to see if one of them answers back and I’ll go check on your boys.”

 

“Oh..no, that’s okay.  I’ll check on them,” Sav retorted.

 

“Oh, I don’t mind.  Can I give them something to drink?”

 

“Yes, that’ll be fine.”

 

Deanna excused herself and walked away.  Sav allowed his eyes to follow her perfect swaying bottom up the stairs until he couldn’t take looking anymore.

 

“Crikey!”

 

As he waited for an answer online, his eyes casually glanced up to the upper level at Deanna.  He saw her put a cup of water in front of Sean who was sitting at the little table with paper and some colored markers.  Alex sat in a chair, completely transfixed with playing Tetras on an old Gameboy. 

 

As she bent over to place the water on the table, Sav overheard her remark over Sean’s drawing.  He saw Sean look up at her and smile and Deanna rewarded him with a loving caress on his head.  The move caused Sav’s heart to thump in his chest.

 

He never saw anything more heartwarming than a woman’s loving touch with a child.

 

When she finished tending to them, she came back down to join Sav at the computer.

 

“”Your sons are darling,” she said.  “Especially the younger one.  He’s got a precious sparkle in his eye when he smiles.”

 

Sav smiled himself, which displayed quite the same sparkle in his eye.  “Thank you,” he proudly said.  “They’re good lads.  A little rowdy lately, but otherwise they’re well behaved.”

 

Deanna studied him without looking too obvious.  “Um I take it, from your accent, that you’re not Irish.”

 

“No, I’m not.  I’ve lived here for about ten years.  I was born and raised in England.  Sheffield to be exactly”

 

“I see.  What made you move?”

 

“The Queen demands too much tax, that’s what,” he jokingly said.

 

“Oooooh, are you an evader?”

 

“No..no, nothing like that,” Sav defended himself.

 

“Well, trust me, you haven’t paid taxes till you lived in the States,” Deanna said.

 

“Oh, I’ve heard,” Sav said rolling his eyes.  “I have three band…..I mean mates who live in California.  I’ve heard the outrageous tax stories.”

 

Deanna was just about to ask him what he did for a living when her Instant Message bell went off on her computer.  Not only did one of her contacts have an answer, but they had a perfect match.”

 

“Well Rick….seems you’re in luck today,” she said, using his words back at him.

 

Sav took his fill of her amazing amethyst colored eyes eyes.  “Yes.  I guess I am,” he huskily said.

 

Deanna felt his voice go up her spine and thanked God she was holding onto the edge of the table.

 

“Um….well, hold on,” she said sitting down.  “Let me see if I can get them to ship it here.  Do you want it overnight?”

 

“Yeah, I’d like you overnight….in my bed!”

 

Sav silently cursed his foolish lustful thoughts again before he slipped up and said what he really felt.

 

Um, yes, please.  That would be fine,”

 

Deanna typed in the answer then stood back up.

 

“Okay, its all done.  It should arrive here tomorrow afternoon.  Um, do you want me to call you when it comes in or do you just want to come by?”

 

“Well, I won’t be able to come by tomorrow, but I will the day after.  Do you have a card?”

 

“Yes, here you go.”

 

Deanne handed him her business card to which Sav held it like a piece of fine glass in his hands.  ‘Renaissance Antiques…Deanna Preston – Antique Dealer’.

 

He looked up at her and grinned.  “Um, yes I’ll….I’ll call you the day after tomorrow.  How much do I owe you?”

 

“Oh, well the invoice will accompany the pull.  If you want, I can message back my contact and get an amount for you.”

 

“No, that won’t be necessary.”

 

“Don’t you want to know how much it’ll cost?”

 

“Doesn’t matter,” Sav said. “Whatever the cost, its worth it.  That roll top desk is one of my finest pieces.”

 

“So, you have a lot of antiques?” she asked.

 

“Yes, I do.  A lot of the style you carry, as a matter of fact.  Old world charm.”

 

“Well, I know you said that you frequent Whyte’s, but if you’re ever looking for something in particular, I’d be glad to help you.”

 

Sav couldn’t think of anything he’d like better than the chance to see her again.

 

“Trust me, I’ll keep you in mind,” Sav said.  “I’m already impressed with your quick service and my lads don’t seem to be complaining either.  Speaking of which…….Alex, Sean…c’mon.   Time to leave.”

 

“Aw, dad….now?” Alex complained.  “I’m so into this game.”

 

“Lad, you have that game at home and you know it.  C’mon, this is an antique shop, not a toy store.”

 

Alex reluctantly put the game boy down as Sean capped his markers before taking his creation with him. 

 

Sav extended his hand and shook hers.  “Deanna, it was a pleasure meeting you and thank you so much for your help.  I’ll um…talk to you in a few days.”

 

“Yes, I’ll uh..look forward to it.”

 

“Lads, thank Deanna for the sweets and use of her toys.”

 

“Thank you,” they both said in unison.

 

“Well, they’re always here so if you and your dad are ever in the area again, stop in and say hello, okay.”

 

“Okay,” Sean charmingly said, before crooking his finger at her to bend down.

 

Deanna slowly bent down.  “Yes?”

 

Sean startled her by throwing his arms around her and kissing her cheek.

 

Sav gasped.  “Sean Brian Savage!  Where’s your manners lad?”

 

“Oh, its okay.  I think he’s sweet.  He’s a very affectionate boy.”

 

Sav took him by the hand and led them both out, saying goodbye one last time.  As the bell above the door sounded as they left, Deanna stood in the center of the shop as she watched them walk past the window.

 

She suddenly wished the day would end and tomorrow would pass, just so she could see this incredible man again!

 

 

                                                          3

 

The next day, Sav dropped Alex off at school and Sean at kindergarten before heading over to Joe’s.  Phil had arrived the day before to do some writing together, whereas Viv and Rick had been contributing via computer technology before they could break away and come out as well.

 

Sav was looking forward to seeing Phil, but not as much as he was looking forward to seeing Deanna tomorrow.  Ever since he left her shop yesterday, those incredible violet colored never left his brain..  But what warmed him was watching her interact with his children.  And, with Karen being blasé about her responsibility to her sons, it touched him more than ever.  He knew how important a mother’s love was to a child, for its something that a  father just can’t duplicate.  He knew how much Alex and Sean missed her, and Sean showed how much he’d been starving for affection when he unabashedly kissed

Deanna yesterday.

 

In truth, he couldn’t blame his son.  He would’ve loved to kiss her himself!

 

Sav let out a long slow breath as he made his way to Joe’s as his thoughts warred with one another.

 

“Mate, what are you thinking?  Yeah, she’s beautiful, independent, warm and affectionate.   But, hell, she also looks young too!  What could she be 28, 29 while you just entered your fourth decade?  What would a young, ambitious lass like that want with a forty year old man with two children and a job that takes him all over the world and away from home?”

 

Sav hadn’t given into anything serious since he split with Karen, even after she got married.  He had a casual date or two with a couple of women that Bobbi tried fixing him up with, but it was nothing that he knew would work out long term.  Plus, he was tired of always wondering if women wanted him because of his money.  He didn’t want to waste his time with flings that led nowhere.  He wanted someone who wanted him…..and his children.  They were part of the long term package – no exceptions.

 

He wondered if someone like that really existed and, if so, where the hell was she?  The lonliness, especially at night, was starting to sink in bad.  Only once since Karen left did he give in to a one night stand, if only to ease the ache.  But it only left the hole gaping.

 

He pulled up in Joe’s driveway and went in.  The sight of Phil sitting at the kitchen table polishing off a bottled water caused him to smile.

 

“Let me guess…you just came from your run?”

 

Phil grinned at him.  “How’d ya guess?  Was it the sight of me sucking on my water bottle like a thirsty gerbil or the sweat running off my body?”

 

Joe wrinkled his nose.  “Speaking of which, how about finding your way to the shower?”

 

Phil looked at an imaginary watch on his wrist.  “How long till I go home?”

 

“How’d ya like to go home in a body bag?”

 

Phil poked him in the chest.  “You may be taller than me Joe, but I’m in much better shape.  I’d only make threats I can carry out if I were you!”

 

“How about if I carry you out to the nearest dumpster?  It’ll probably smell a lot better than you do now.”

 

Phil threw his hands up and looked at Sav.  “Well, there goes my self esteem.  Let me go make myself fresh and beautiful.”

 

Phil took off and Joe turned to Sav who stood there with an amused look on his face.  “What?”

 

“Nothing.  Just happy to see you’re busting someone elses chops besides mine.”

 

“Wait, the day is young,” Joe warned.  “You know I need to get juiced up before I begin to write.”

 

Sav smirked and walked over to the counter to grab a bagel.  Joe sat back down and clasped his hands behind his head.

 

“So what did you do yesterday since you had the whole day to yourself?”

 

Sav closed his eyes in frustration over the reminder of Karen’s broken plans.  “Well, I wasn’t exactly by myself.  Karen called after I got home the night before and cancelled out on the boys again.  Seems Jonathan had to take off to the Orient on business and, like a doting , loyal wife, she had to go.”

 

Joe wiggled his brows.  “Ooooh, is that sarcasm I hear?  You don’t like this guy, do you?”

 

“Its not a question of whether or not I like him.  I can’t hold the demands of his job against him.  Its Karen I’m pissed at.  She just can’t forget that she has two boys who want to see their mum, so she can go jetting off with her new hubby all over the world.  I thought that lifestyle was the reason she left me!  Which makes me wonder……..”

 

“What?”

 

“That I’m the reason she left.”

 

Joe hated seeing Sav like this, and now even more so filled with self-doubt since his wife left.

 

“Sav, cut it out!  She never said it was you in particular.  I guess Jonathan’s business travel is a whole lot different than a rock band’s touring.  Its not as constant and Jonathan probably doesn’t have hundreds of fans grabbing at him everywhere he goes.”

 

Sav allowed him a small laugh over the logic in Joe’s words.  “Yeah, maybe.”

 

“So what did you and the boys do yesterday?”

 

“Went for pizza, did some errands.  Alex broke off the drawer pull on my rolltop desk so I took it to……..to get repaired.”

 

Sav refrained from sharing too much from yesterday.  He wanted to keep his meeting with Deanna to himself for a while, especially since he didn’t know if anything would come of it.  No sense in telling the biggest mouth in Dublin that he possibly met someone, else he’d never hear the end of it.

 

“I heard that Whyte’s moved,” Joe said. 

 

“Um, yeah they did, but they were closed for lunch. I uh….found this other little quaint shop that found me an exact replica.  They’re overnighting it so I can get it tomorrow.”

 

“Wow, that was lucky.  This place have nice stuff?”

 

Sav immediately saw Deanna’s face before him and allowed a smile to escape.

 

“Yeah.  Real nice.”

 

Joe noticed the erratic change in him.  “You alright?”

 

Sav snapped out of it quickly.  “Yeah, why?”

 

“Nothing.  You just looked a little spacey.”

 

“Oh, I’m just….you know…worried about the boys and the effect of not seeing their mum regularly will have on them.  Karen said she’d make it up to them once she returns, but I’ll believe it when I see it.”

 

Joe’s eyes sparkled.  “Well, they already have a stepdad who’s worthless.  How’s about getting them a step mother?”

 

Sav remembered Deanna caressing little Sean’s head yesterday and smiled again.  “That would be nice.”

 

“Sav, its not like you to be without a woman for so long.  How about one of the Bobbi’s friends she set you up with?  They were hot!”

 

“Yeah, hot for my charge account!  Plus, I don’t really think they’re stepmother material.  And I’m not gonna be parading a different woman in and out of my bedroom every weekend with two young boys in the house.  That’s not what I want, Joe.”

 

“Don’t worry Sav.  Someone will come along.  Someone special who’ll love your lads as much as you do.”

 

Sav stirred his tea as an image of Deanna formed in his mind again.  And, again, a smile formed on his face.

 

“Yeah,” he drawled out.

 

Joe narrowed his eyes at him.  “You met someone already, haven’t you?”

 

Sav shot his eyes up at Joe.  “What?  No. I didn’t. I mean, when do I have time?  I’m either here or with my sons.  I have no life, let alone a social one.”

 

Joe studied him to see if he was lying, but couldn’t tell.  He was interrupted when Phil came back in.  He stood in front of Joe and spun himself around.

 

“Do I meet with your approval?”

 

“Ask me after you get a few songs out, then I’ll let you know for sure.”

 

Phil crinkled his face.  “Slavedriver.”

 

                                                          4

 

The afternoon saw the skies open up to a huge downpour which all but signaled a dead stop to shopping in downtown Dublin.

 

Deanna looked up from behind her computer to see sheets of rain pour off the front beveled bay window.  She’d only been open for a few hours and things began to look bright when a discriminating looking woman wandered in and purchased an antique framed mirror that she just ‘had to have’ on the spot.

 

However, the nasty turn in the weather meant a slow afternoon and Deanna tried to look on the bright side.  She could finally finish off her press release and advertisement, then could spend the rest of the afternoon daydreaming about Rick, the handsome blue eyed man who entered her life yesterday.

 

She felt like a simpering little girl as she sat at her desk with her chin propped in the palm of her hand as a goofy smile spread across her face.  Hell, she should’nt even be thinking such thoughts about someone who may not even be available.

 

Although she didn’t notice a wedding ring, she was sure someone as goodlooking as him was bound to have a girlfriend.  He looked to be several years older than her, but in a mature dashing way.  He also had a shy demeanor that lent an air of youthfulness to him as well.

 

She could tell from his strong features and penetrating blue eyes that he must’ve been quite a heartbreaker when he was younger.  Hell, he was doing a number on her heart now!

 

She then thought of his two darling sons and how he interacted with them.  He looked about to die when the youngest one, Sean, kissed her.  She still blushed over the innocent sweetness of the young lad., not to mention that it only emphasized the emptiness inside.   She wondered what his situation was, whether he was divorced…..widowed….or what?

 

It also occurred to her that she never got his last name.  All she knew was that his name was Rick, that he was born in England, lived in Ireland for the past ten years, and was a fond collector of………”

 

“Wait!” she thought to herself.  “When his little boy kissed me, he scolded him by using his full name……Sean Brian Savage.  That must be his last name - Savage!”

 

She continued on working and daydreaming about this stranger named Rick Savage, even as something faintly familiar penetrated the deep recesses of her mind.

 

                       **************************************************

 

Sav, Phil and Joe sat around in the Garage, guitars in hand, pencil and notebooks scattered about them as they worked in unison on a basic skeleton of a song.

 

Frustrated with not being able to pick up the right chord, Phil leaned back and rubbed his eyes.

 

“Its only been an hour and already I’ve got a migrane.”

 

Joe looked at his watch.  “Lets give the guys a call and see if we can get some feedback.  What do you say Sav?”

 

Sav sat on an easy chair, an accoustic resting on his lap, tapping a pencil against his chin.  Joe would’ve guessed he was in deep thought about the song, but a very suspicious grin on his face told him otherwise. 

 

He nudged Phil to look in his direction.

 

“That good, eh?” Phil asked.

 

Sav snapped out of his trance.  “What?”

 

“Your daydream,” Joe mused.  “Must be real good with that smile on your face.  Any good naughty parts worth repeating?”

 

Sav closed his eyes and shook his head.  “I wasn’t daydreaming.  I was……thinking.”

 

“Oh, of course,” Phil said.  “I have thoughts like that allllll the time!”

 

“Stuff it,” Sav murmured.

 

“Are you sure you didn’t meet someone?” Joe said skeptically.

 

Sav was careful not to let his voice give anything way.  “Yes Joe,” he lied.  “I’m sure.  Of course, you’d be the first to know if I did.”

 

“Yeah, right,” Phil added.  “Takes a crow bar to pry anything out of you.”

 

“Which is how I prefer it.”

 

Joe perked up.  “So…..you are hiding something!”

 

Sav rolled his eyes.  “If the two of you put half as much energy into writing as you did into my lack of love life, this album would’ve been done months ago.”

 

Phil stood up.  “Well, you two can argue this.  As for me, I need some aspirin.”

 

“And I’m hungry,” Joe stated as he stood up to follow Phil out.  “Want something, Sav.”

 

“Yeah.  Something, beautiful, affectionate and warm with incredible violet eyes!”

 

“No thanks.  Just grab my cigarettes out of my jacket on the way out.”

 

In the kitchen, Phil downed two Excedrin Migrane tables while Joe grabbed a muffin before shoving his hand in the pocket of Sav’s jacket.  He pulled out his pack of Marlboro Menthols, along with a business card.

 

“Hmm, whats this…….Renaissance Antiques…Deanna………ah-ha!”

 

Phil pinched his temples.  “Joe, not so loud.  Ah-ha what?”

 

Joe handed him the card.   “I think this is the reason Savvy’s been in la-la land.”

 

“Deanna Preston….antique dealer,” Phil read off the card. 

 

“Sav went there yesterday because Whyte’s was closed.  This must be the owner.  He’s been acting goofy since he got here, well, not his normal goofy self.  I wonder if this lass is the reason.”

 

“Mate you should’ve been a detective,” Phil said in awe.  “You don’t know for sure.”

 

“I’ve known him since he was seventeen.  Trust me.  I’ll bet my entire Mott the Hoople collection that this woman knocked him on his ass yesterday.  Hey…wanna do something sneaky?”

 

“Like what?”

 

“How’s about going into the centere tomorrow and checking her out?”

 

Phil registered this and grinned wickedly.  “Joe, that would be sneaky.”

 

“Well, it doesn’t have to look that way.  We could do some shopping and just casually wander in to browse.”

 

“Joe, if he finds out you did this……”

 

“Phil, I’m free to go into any store I want.  He doesn’t know I saw this card.”

 

“Yeah, but you in an antique store is like the pope at a Marilyn Manson concert.”

 

Joe’s eyes glanced his art deco surroundings and had to agree.  “Well, so what.  Are you with me or not?”

 

“Oh, why not,” Phil said.  “Coming here is my main source of excitement!”

 

 

                                                          5

 

Deanna got to the store the usual hour before it opened to prepare for the day.  In one arm she balanced a box of fresh baked goods and her briefcase in the other.

 

Putting her stuff down, she shed her coat and smoothed her black knit wrap dress that just grazed her above the knee.  Her calf length, black suede boots clicked across the wood plank floor as she checked her appearance in a full length antique mirror. 

 

Today was the day that Rick was supposed to call and come by to pick up his drawer pull.  Since she got out of bed this morning, she was excited about seeing him and wanted to look extra special – just in case.

 

Feeling a bit silly with her vain thoughts, she checked her lipstick and smoothed her hair before making coffee and putting the sweets out.  She then had a little bit of time left and decided to fiddle around with the display.

 

She found two two miniature chairs and a small table and set it up inside the bay window seat.  In the center of the table, she placed a beautiful antique chess set which boasted exquisite hand-carved pieces.  She then went up to her stash of decorating supplies and found some deep green satin material for the backround and green and burgendy velvet pillows to toss on the side. 

 

The then completed the tableau by adorning the floor of the display with some interesting animal statues that didn’t normally fit in with the French décor, but she found them at an estate sale at a dirt cheap price that she couldn’t pass them up.  She immediately had them appraised and found that they were worth a lot more than what she paid!

 

One was a midnight black snarling panther with faux rubies for eyes and the other was an enameled leopard on the prowl with faux emeralds for eyes.  She didn’t know what it was about these statues that made her buy them but she figured that if she did, someone else might.

 

Somewhat happy with her display, she placed her ‘open’ sign in the window then went about rearranging some of the other displays.

 

An hour later, her phone rang.  And her heart fluttered.

 

“Renaissance Antiques”

 

‘Uh yes….Deanna?”

 

“This is she.”

 

“Deanna hi, this is Rick.  I was there the day before yesterday with the drawer pull.  I was wondering if it came in yesterday.”

 

Deanna’s heart stopped.           “Rick.  Yes, hi.  Yes, it did arrive yesterday.  I have it here waiting for you.”

 

“Please….please come by today to pick it up,” she murmured to herself.  

 

“Brilliant,” Sav said on the other end.  “I uh…should be by within the hour.  Will you be there?”

 

“All day!”

 

“Great.  I’ll, see you then.”

 

“Okay, bye.”

 

Deanna hung up the phone and tried her best to calm her nerves.  She wondered if he was coming alone or with his sons.  Should she play it cool, or should she be bold and ask him to lunch?  If she didn’t make a move, would she ever see him again?

 

“Damn, girl, knock it off!” she scolded herself.  “You’re like a giddy little teenager wondering if the cute boy in class likes you.”

 

She took a calming breath and focused on professionalism as she went about the next hour on pins and needles.

 

                *****************************

 

“Phil…here it is,” Joe said as he pulled his car into a parking spot on the street.

 

They both looked up at the sign.  “Renaissance Antiques.  Nice name.  Seems right up Sav’s alley as far as his décor is concerned,” Phil stated.

 

“Yeah, well right now I’m curious to see if this woman is up his alley.  C’mon, lets get out.”

 

Before Phil opened the car door he saw a black Porsche sail down the street past them and park a little ways up from the shop.

 

“Crikey Joe, don’t get out.  Sav’s here!”

 

“What?”

 

“I just saw his car go by and park up from the store.”

 

Joe scooted down in his seat just in time to see Sav get out and go into the antique store.

 

“Why that little devil!” Joe chuckled.

 

“Joe, he’s probably here to pick up the drawer pull for his desk.”

 

“Hmm, I’m curious to see if he’s picking up more than a drawer pull. Lets go.”

 

Joe got out of the car and headed for the store.  Phil got out and sprinted after him.  “Are you crazy mate?  What if he comes out and sees us?”

 

“Then we’ll just tell him that you and I went over to the music shop to check out some guitars and just happened to be passing by.”

 

“Yeah, like he’ll believe that.”

 

“He won’t have a choice.  C’mon, I’m dying to see this woman.”

 

 

                                                          6

 

Sav took a deep breath before he entered the Antique Shop.  His eyes immediately scanned around until the sight of Deanna standing on a little stool, reaching up to fix a display, hit him like a ton of bricks.  Her black knit dress hugged every sweet curve of her slender body just as her suede boots encased her shapely legs.

 

Deanna heard the bell and turned.  She almost lost her balance as soon as she saw Rick, looking so relaxed and handsome in dark blue jeans, white knit sweater and a hip length black leather jacket.

 

She grabbed onto the edge of the shelf for balance as she stepped down off the stool.

 

“Rick, I didn’t expect you so soon.”

 

Sav gathered his wits while he tried to keep his eyes from roving all over her.  “Oh….I’m sorry.  I could come back later if you’re busy.”

 

‘No, no, I’m not in busy.  Just readjusting some displays.  I thought you’d be here in about an hour, which is why I started this now.  I’ll um…..let me get the pull for you.”

 

Deanne walked to her desk, unaware that Sav’s well trained eyes focused on every graceful move of her body.  He watched her take a package off the desk then turned to walk towards him.  He had been dying to see her upclose ever since the other day.  If possible, she was even more lovlier.”

 

“Here it is,” she said, handing to him.  “And…here’s the old one.  Perfect match, huh?”

 

Sav’s gaze involuntarily fell to her breasts when she said that.  “Yeah, perfect match.”

 

He then realized what he was doing and looked up at her face – and into those incredible amethyst eyes.

 

“Thanks again, Deanna.  I really appreciate it.”

 

Deanna’s heart slammed in her chest as his smooth British accent and brilliant blue eyes washed over her.  “You’re very welcome.  Like I said the other day, if there’s anything special you’re ever looking for, please feel free to call on me.”

 

Sav liked the sound of that very much.   But, antiques was not on his mind!

 

“I will,” Sav replied.  “ So um….how much do I owe you?”

 

As Deanna turned to go fetch the invoice off the desk, outside the beveled bay window, Joe and Phil cautiously peered in.  They saw Sav standing in the middle of the shop holding a metal drawer pull, and a woman in a black dress with her back to them.  As soon as she turned around to walk back to Sav, their mouths dropped.

 

Phil whistled low.  “Wow!  She’s stunning!”

 

Joe had no choice but to agree.  “That she is.  No wonder our little bass boy was in such a rush to get back here to soon.  She is a sweet young thing.”

 

“Yeah, she does look a bit young.  Well, compared to us that is,” Phil mused.

 

“Speak for yourself, you geez!” Joe shot back. 

 

“Think she knows who he is?”

 

“She’s got to,” Joe said confidently.  “ I mean, even if she is younger, she has to know Def Leppard.  Sav’s face is one that isn’t very forgettable, next to mine, of course!”

 

Phil looked at Joe and rolled his eyes before he noticed the display in the window.  “Aye Joe….look.”

 

Joe then noticed the leopard statue with the emerald eyes.  “Wow, that’s nice!  Real nice.  Guess she does carry some stuff that’ll fit in my décor.”

 

Joe got a wicked idea.  “Hmmm, I wonder how much it is?’ he said before heading towards the door.

 

Phil looked incredulous.  “Mate, you can’t go in there!”

 

Joe put his hand on his hip while the other one rested on the doorknob.  “Why not?  I’m a possible paying customer.  The fact that you and I are here and he’s in there is just a coincidence.”

 

“He’s not gonna believe that,” Phil said.  “He’s gonna  right strangle you.”

 

“I’ll take that chance,” Joe said as he opened the door.  Phil quickly followed in.

 

Deanne looked up to see who entered, causing Sav to turn around and look as well. 

 

“Aye mate,” Joe casually said to Sav.  “Small world.”

 

 

                                                          7

 

Sav felt the blood drain from his face when he saw his two bandmates standing there, grinning like idiots.  The only thing that snapped him out of it was Deanna’s voice.

 

“Can I help you gentlemen?”

 

Joe and Phil shot each other a quick glance, acknowledging that this woman didn’t know who they were.

 

“Well, yes you can,” Joe spoke up first, ignoring the dangerous daggers that Sav was shooting him.  “My mate and I were passing by and saw your lovely display, more specifically the leopard statue in the window.”

 

Joe emphasized the word ‘leopard’ to see if any recognition shone in her face.  It did, however, cause Sav to squeeze his eyes shut at Joe’s little ploy.

 

“Oh, would you like to see the statue up close?” Deanna asked.

 

“Yes I would,” Joe said confidently. 

 

“Okay, first let me finish up here.  I uh, take it you know them, Rick?”

 

Sav turned to face Deanna, trying not to let his face give away his displeasure at seeing Joe and Phil pop in here.

 

“Does he ever!” Phil answered for Sav with a sparkle in his eye. 

 

Sav turned back to Phil and narrowed his eyes at him.

 

“We’ve known each other for a long time, right Rick?” Joe mused.

 

Sav was at least thankful that Joe caught on and used his first name.  Even if Deanna hadn’t figured out who he was, he didn’t want anything giving it away until he was ready to tell her.

 

“Yeah, almost too long,” Sav said, trying to find some amusement in this.

 

Deanna couldn’t help but smile over the jesting behavior of the two blonde haired men that just walked in.  It was apparent they were friends as well as English themselves.

 

“Well, Rick here’s the invoice for the pull.  Do you have any questions?”

 

Sav turned back to Deanna, pleased to be looking upon her face instead of his two moron friends.  “Um, no…everything’s fine,” he said, pulling out a few pound notes and handing them to Deanna.

 

Deanna took them from him and walked over to the register to cash him out.  As soon as she was out of earshot, Sav turned back to his mates.

 

“Let me guess….you’re surprised to see me in here?” Joe whispered.

 

“Trust me, you don’t want to know what I’m thinking about you right now!” Sav whispered back.  “What have you resorted to?   Following me?”

 

Joe look appalled.  “I’m insulted!”

 

“You’re a twit!” Sav  shot back, before looking to Phil.

 

“Don’t look at me,” Phil said throwing his hands up.  “While I’m staying at his house, I’m basically at his mercy.  He dragged me out here today.  We went to the music shop, then stopped by here.”

 

“That’s right,” Joe said, trying to make it look sincere.  “And, I saw that awesome statue in the window that, of course, I must have.”

 

“Well, I’m glad to hear that,” Deanna said.  All three men looked at her when they heard her come up from behind. 

 

Joe poured on the charm.  “Well, I have a very special fondness for uh…leopards.”

 

Deanna looked at him a bit warily, then looked to Phil who was grinning profuseley.  She then looked at Sav and was puzzled that he didn’t share the same enthusiasm as his friend.  Something was up with these three.  Probably some long standing joke between them.

 

“Well, let me get it out of the window for you so you can take a closer look at it.”

 

Deanna walked over to the display and bent over to retrieve the statue.  When she did, Joe and Phil’s eyebrows went up at her provocative pose, which gave them a lovely view of her bum.  Sav saw it and quietly cleared his throat.

 

Joe turned to his fuming mate and grinned.  “You were right Sav,” he said in a low voice.  “This place does have nice stuff!”

 

“You are so bloody dead, Joe!” Sav threatened in an even lower voice.

 

“Yeah, sure,” Joe said, unaffected.  “Remember, I’m the king cat.  I’ve got nine lives.”

 

“Shhh,” Phil said when Deanna walked back over.

 

“Here you go…..I’m sorry sir, what’s your name?”

 

“Its Joe,” he said before motioning to Phil.  “And this is Phil.”

 

“Nice to meet you both.  I’m Deanna.  I’m guessing from your accents that you were friends back in England.”

 

Joe’s face lit up.  “Very astute, luv.  You’re correct.  And from your accent I take it that you’re American.”

 

“Yes, I am.  I’m from Pennslvania.  Tell me, did you follow each other to Ireland.”

 

“Well, I don’t live here Deanna,” Phil said.  “I’m here……visiting.  I live in California.”

 

Recognition came over Deanna as she looked to Sav.  “Oh, was he one of your ‘mates’ you were referring to the other day who lives in California, Rick?”

 

Phil put his hands on his hips and looked at Sav.  “Oh, discussing me behind my back, Rick?”

 

Sav gave Phil a sneer before looking at Deanna.  “Yes, he’s one of them. And,” he turned back to Phil, “its not what you think.  Deanna made mention of the high taxes in the States and I told her how I heard stories from you and……the other guys.”

 

Phil looked past Sav to Deanna.  “By ‘other guys’ he means Rick and Viv…our other two……’mates’ who live in California as well.”

 

Deanna smiled as she swept a glance over the three of them.  “How do you keep the confusion down with two ‘Ricks’?”

 

“Well….” Joe started to say, before he caught Sav glaring at him.  Joe went along with him not wanting Deanna to know anything yet.  In a way, he couldn’t blame him.

 

“Well,” Joe started again, “we all have little pet names that we use when we’re together.  Had them since we knew each other.”

 

“Really?  How long has that been?”

 

“Well, I’ve known Sa……Rick here since we were tender teens and Phil since my early twenties.  So, its been quite a long time.”

 

“Oh, you gentlemen don’t look that old.”

 

Phil feigned a blush. “Aw, shucks thanks luv.  Believe it or not, I’m the oldest.  Bet you couldn’t tell, huh?”

 

Sav was starting to lose his patience over their pestering flirting on his time.  “Well, living in California Phil, you have access to all those wonderful plastic surgeons,” Sav sarcastically jested.

 

That remark earned him a heartwarming laugh from Deanna and a glare from Phil.

 

“Plastic surgeons my arse!  I am 100% natural.  And…I DO mean natural.  I’m a strict vegetarian, don’t smoke, don’t drink and I work out faithfully.  Unlike these two chicken eating, cigarette smoking, ale swilling blokes!”

 

“All that, and I still look pretty damn good,” Joe stated.  “Considering, I’m only a  year younger than you.”

 

Deanna looked to Sav.  “So I take it you’re the youngest of the three?”

 

Joe clapped him on the back.  “Yep, he’s the baby here.”

 

Sav was mentally thinking of out of the way places to dump Joe’s body once he killed him.

 

“Um Joe….you’ve been holding that precious statue in your hands all this time.  How about taking a look at it?  That is the reason you came in, right?” 

“Oh…yeah…right,” Joe stammered and looked over the leopard statue, before whistling low.

 

“Wow Deanna, this is a gorgeous piece.  Are those real emeralds?”

 

“No, they’re fakes.  I had it appraised when I discovered it at an estate sale.  Should you want it, I’ll give the appraisal as well.”

 

“Well, there’s no question that I want it.  The answer is yes,” he said handing it back to her.

 

Deanna looked at him a bit questioningly.  “Do….do you want to know the price?”

 

“Not really,” Joe mused.  “It doesn’t look overly expensive, so whatever it is, I’ll pay.”

 

Deanna was a bit puzzled.  First Sav didn’t care about how much the drawer pull cost and now Joe was buying this statue without knowing its cost either.  We’re these men rich or something?

 

“Oh…well, okay.  If you’ll excuse me, I have to go in the back room to get a suitable box and wrapping for it.  Be right back.”

 

“We’ll be here,” Phil sang out.

 

Deanna gave them a smile before going in the back.  She instantly picked up on their joking comraderie and was warmed by it, however something was familiar that she couldn’t put her finger on.

 

Back out front, Sav finally turned on his friends.  “Alright, what’s this nonsense about you ‘perusing the centre’ and just happen to be passing by?”

 

“Sav, you’re way too suspicious,” Joe smirked.

 

“And you’re a way poor liar!”

 

“What are you all bent out of shape for?  Did Phil and I……intrude on anything?”

 

Sav closed his eyes, shook his head and blew out a breath.

 

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Joe stated.  “Fine, I’ll fess up. I saw her card in your pocket when I got your cigarettes yesterday.  I saw the name, remembered how you were all goofy, and put two and two together.  Figured that you took a liking to her.  So…Phil and I just happened to be…….”

 

“…….just happened?” Sav questioned.

 

“Alright, we planned it.  We wanted to come by the shop to check her out.”

 

Sav covered his face with his hands.  “I can’t believe you!  Can’t you just leave me alone and find your own fun?”

 

“This is my only source of fun,” Phil added.  “You two are all the drama I need in my life.  So…..you like her, Sav?”

 

“Phil, I hardly know her.  I just met her the other day.  And she hasn’t a clue as to who I am and I’d like to keep it that way until I get to know her better. I didn’t have much of a chance to talk to her since I had the boys with me.”

 

“You brought your lads in here?” Phil asked.  “Did she have to bolt everything down or what?”

 

Sav gave Phil a look.  “No, Phil she didn’t.  And, you know the boys have only been like that since….since the divorce.  Anyway, she keeps a little play area upstairs for customers with children.  Nice little touch, don’t you think?”

 

Joe smirked.  “Oooh, a soft spot for children, I see?  That’s a good start.  Plus she’s young enough to want to have some of her own.  Think you’re up to the task, old man?”

 

Sav pinched Joe’s arm just as Deanna came back with a box and several sheets of tissue. 

 

“Let me wrap that up nice and secure for you,” she said from the front desk.

 

Joe whispered to Sav.  “I gotta admit mate.  She is one sweet thing.  I’ve never seen eyes that color.  No wonder you’re all twisted in knots.”

 

“I am not…….!”

 

Sav cut off before he let his emotions give himself away.  It was bad enough that Joe and Phil knew too much before he had a chance to talk more to Deanna, let alone ask her out.

 

Joe grinned at his mate, figuring he did enough damage today, before walking over to Deanna and handing her his credit card.  He wondered if his last name would ring a bell with her.

 

She took the card, and cashed him out.  After Joe signed the charge slip, Deanna gave him back his copy without even looking at the signature.  She stuck it in the drawer of the register and handed the boxed up statue to Joe.

 

“I hope you enjoy it, Joe.  And…thank you very much.”

 

“Pleasure was mine, Deanna,” Joe said with flirting green eyes as he took the box.

 

Deanna blushed a bit as she walked with them towards the door.

 

“C’mon Phil, lets go get some lunch,” Joe said before turning to Sav.

 

“Um….want to join us, Rick?”

 

Sav looked at them with one last warning glare.  They knew that he wanted to stay and talk to Deanna now that they were leaving, but couldn’t resist one last jab.

 

“No, I won’t be joining you.”

 

“Where ya off to now?” Phil couldn’t help but ask.

 

“Why don’t you wait until I leave so you can follow me,” Sav said sarcastically.

 

“Okay,” Phil said, staying his ground.  Joe followed suit as well. 

 

Sav knew that they weren’t gonna leave so he could talk to Deanna.  They were busting his chops big time and now he had it.  He didn’t want to make a scene in front of Deanna, else she’d figure out that he wanted his friends gone so he could be alone with her.

 

“Fine, I’ll go with you,” Sav gave in with frustration.  Before he left, he turned to Deanna.  “Thanks again, luv.  I’m, uh….sure I’ll see you again sometime.”

 

Sav saw that she looked a little disappointed, as if she was hoping he’d stay. 

 

“You’re….you’re welcome Rick.  Um…let me know if you have any problems with the pull.”

 

He gave her almost an apologetic smile before winking at her.  He then turned to find Phil holding the door for him and trudged out of the shop.

 

 

 

 

                                                          8

 

Once they got to the safety of outside, Sav let them have it.

 

“What the hell is the matter with you two?  Why didn’t you just bloody leave?  I know that you were staying there because I wanted to.”

 

“Sav, calm down.  Besides, she made a nice little sale,” Joe said holding up the statue.

 

“Sorry Joe, but you two clowns went way over the top today.  You ask why I’ve been without someone for so long.  I finally met someone halfway decent since your girlfriend fixed me up with those two bimbo friends of hers and now you’re ruining it.”

 

“They weren’t bimbos!” Joe stated.  “Well, okay..one was.”

 

“They weren’t the kind of women I’d want as a role model for my sons.  I don’t want a trophy wife to cling to me.  I want someone, first and foremost, who’ll love and accept my lads.”

 

“And just how do you know this woman will?”

 

Sav thought back to the other day when when Deanna caressed Sean’s head as he drew a picture

 

“I..I don’t know,” Sav said.  “But, I’ve got to start somewhere. I already admire and respect her for this huge step she took – moving herself and her business all the way across the Atlantic.  All I do know is that I’d like to get to know her better, and take it from there.”

 

“So,” Phil asked.  “What are you waiting for?”

 

“Well, I was about to do so, but not with you two morons standing there, making it obvious.  I’ll….I’ll just pay her a visit another time.”

 

“Sav, don’t look for an excuse to see her, other than you want to see her,” Joe said. “If I must say, she looked mite sad that you left so soon.  I think she was kinda hoping you’d stay and…..”

 

“Think so?”

 

Joe had to smirk at the uncertainty in his friend – this 40 year old man who could probably have any woman with the snap of his fingers, but who’s self esteem was shattered by his divorce.

“Sav, you’ll kick yourself if you go back another time to find out she’s got a storeful of customers or, worse, someone else has asked her out.  Just go back in there.  I think she’d be very happy to see you.”

 

Sav looked back at the shop, then at his friends, then back.  “Fine, have lunch without me,” he said as he approached the shop.

 

Joe and Phil stood there shaking their heads. “If only all his past conquests could see pretty boy now all twisted like a lad on his first date!”

 

 

                                                          9

 

Sav entered the shop to find Deanna sitting behind her desk.  She looked up with a startled, yet hopeful look on her face and stood up.

 

“Rick.  Is….is something wrong?”

 

“Um, no everything’s fine.  I uh…..I wanted to come back to, well, first to apologize for my mates.”

 

Deanna smiled as she approached him, noting a skittishness about him that she found charming.  If he only knew that her nerves were jumbled as well.

 

“Rick, there’s nothing to apologize for.  They’re very personable and….you can tell that you’re all very close.”

 

Sav glanced down a bit.  “Yeah, we are.  Sometimes they can be a little too forward, but they’re really just natural born flirts.”

 

Deanna regarded him.  “And you’re not?”

 

Sav flushed a bit.  “No, I’m not.  But, they’re harmless really.  Joe’s been in a long term relationship for years and Phil’s married.”

 

“And…..what about you?” she sheepishly asked.

 

Sav looked into her eyes which were almost regretting asking that.  He smiled warmly before answerly.

 

“Presently unattached.  Well, except for my lads, that is.  They keep me more than busy.”

 

Deanna wanted badly to know more, but she felt she’d be out of line.  Hopefully, there would be time to learn more.

 

“Um, Deanna, the…..the real reason I came back was because…..well, I don’t know what your situation is, but….if you’re not seeing anyone, I’d like to take you out…get to know you better.”

 

If Deanna’s heart jumped for joy any harder it would’ve jumped out of her chest!

 

“Rick, I’d….I’d like that very much.  And, no, I’m not seeing anyone.  I’ve only been here a few months and spent all that time between fixing up my flat and this shop.”

 

Sav felt his entire body give out a relieved sigh.  “Well, good.  Um, I don’t know how much of Dublin you’ve been able to see, but there are a lot of fancy spots here and the nightlife is never boring.”

 

Sav figured, because of her age, that she may enjoy the night scene more than a quiet little corner table in an out of the way pub.  He knew that she thought he was a little older and didn’t want to appear like he wasn’t up for some fun, even though pubbing and clubbing wasn’t his scene.

 

Deanna bit her lip a bit.  “Well, to be perfectly honest with you, I’ve never been one into fancy spots and nightlife, but I’d be willing to give it a shot if you know of somewhere good to go.”

 

“Oh, well, we don’t have to go anyplace like that if you don’t want to,” Sav said.  “You just look like you might enjoy that kind of atmosphere.”

 

“And….how is it that I look?”

 

Sav now bit his lip, wondering if he should be honest and find out for sure.  “Oh, I didn’t mean anything insulting.  Its just that you’re a young woman and I thought that you might like to try a few of those places.”

 

“Well, if you think thirty is young, then I’m not insulted at all.  However, you’re making yourself sound as if you’re ancient.”

 

Sav glanced at the floor.  “Well, no…not ancient.  But I do have ten years on you.”

 

Deanna raised her eyebrows.  “I never would’ve guessed you to be forty.”

 

Sav thoroughly blushed and let a brilliant smile escape, one that made her entire body sigh.

 

“I’m…I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you.  Its…its just that….well, I’m sorry I have to say it.  You’re a very good looking man.”

 

Sav couldn’t stop himself from grinning.  He hadn’t felt this good about himself in a long time.  And, he knew that Deanna’s compliments were sincere because she still hadn’t a clue as to who he was.

 

“Well, thank you Deanna.  That’s right kind of you.  And, if you don’t mind me saying so, when I walked in here two days ago, I…I….., forgive me, but…your eyes.  Are….are they….?”

 

Deanna let out a beautiful laugh, knowing what he was wondering.  “No, they’re not contacts.  They’re my natural color.  Strange, huh?”

 

“No luv.  Entrancing.”

 

Deanna really thought she was gonna swoon on the spot.  Oh God, the affect he was having on her!  And…..she was going out with him.  But where?

 

Suddenly, an idea came to her.

 

“You know, I did see some flyers around about some comedian performing at Zanzibar this Saturday night.  I thought that might be fun.”

 

Sav smiled over her suggestion.  “Then that’s where we’ll go.  How about we go there around 7:00pm for dinner then stay for the show?”

 

“Sounds perfect.”

 

“Well, just so you know, Zanzibar is considered…..well..the premiere pick up spot in Dublin.  Will you be uncomfortable with that?”

 

Deanna grinned.  “Why should I be?  I’ll be there with you so I don’t have to worry about any creeps hitting on me.”

 

“Oh trust me, they’ll still try,” Sav said with a chuckle.  “That’s how notorious this place is.”

 

“Well, if you’d rather go somewhere else….someplace quiet…I wouldn’t mind.  I’m really a homebody, to tell you the truth.  My life these past two years has consisted of my business and not much of a personal life.  I’d be happy with a pizza and a video…..maybe a game of Scrabble or something.”

 

Sav couldn’t help but laugh.

 

“I know, I know,” Deanna said, rolling her eyes.  “I sound old and boring.”

 

“No, you sound like me,” Sav replied.  “Well, without the Scrabble part.  Since I have the boys a lot, my evenings usually consist of dinner that either comes from a fast food place or a pre-packaged box.  As for videos, if I see one more purple dinosaur or blue dog I’m gonna commit myself!”

 

Deanna’s beautiful laughter rang out again.  “Ah, I see a person’s entire lifestyle changes once they have children.  However, it does sound like a nice quiet evening.”

 

“Well, its anything but quiet, let me tell you.  But, if you’d like, we can do that sometime with my lads.  They seemed quite taken with you the other day.  Especially Sean.  Again, I apologize for his behavior.  He just misses his mum a lot.”

 

“Are…are you divorced?”

 

“Um, yes.  Was finalized about 6 months ago.  However, my ex-wife remarried and her new husband travels a lot on business.  Since she accompany’s him, she hasn’t been able to see the boys very of often and, well..they miss her.”

 

Deanna felt the hollowness inside of her suddenly thump at the thought of a mother neglecting her own children.  Didn’t this woman know how incredibly fortunate she was to have children?  She guessed the old adage was true – you don’t truly appreciate something until you’re unable to have it.  And the prospect of meeting a single man with children – two adorable children – was a possible glimmer of hope to erase the painful emptiness.

 

“I’m…I’m sorry about that Rick.  I hope she works something out that she can see them more often.”

 

“So do I.  Well, listen, I think I’ve taken up enough of your time.  I’ll let you get back to work.  So…..we’re on for Saturday then?”

 

“Yes.  I’ll close up the shop around five.  My flat is about ten minutes from here.  Here, let me put my home number on the back of my card.”

 

Deanna took another business card and wrote her home number on the back, as well as her address, then handed it to Rick. 

 

“I’ll um…call you to confirm, is that’s alright?”

 

“That’s fine.  I’m looking forward to it.”

 

Sav smiled with relief and victory, looking forward to Saturday night as well.

 

“Me too.  Well, goodbye Deanna.  Have a good afternoon.”

 

“You too, Rick.”

 

With one last shy smile to each other, Sav left the shop.  He practically ran into a street sign on the way to his car, he was in such a euphoric daze.

 

No sooner than he got into his car, his cell phone rang.

 

“ello?”

 

“Well?”

 

Sav rolled his eyes.  “Well what, Joe?”

 

“Do I have to spell it out?”

 

“Yeah, humor me!”

 

Joe hufffed on the other end.   “Did you ask her out?   Did she say yes?  Where ya taking her?”

 

Sav smiled sweetly into the phone.  “Well, to answer you in that respective order.  Yes….yes….and….none of your bloody damn business!”

 

With that, Sav promptly clicked his cell phone off.

 

 

                                                          10

 

 

The next day, Deanna locked up the shop to run down to the corner pub to grab her lunch order.  As soon as she walked in, she spotted Maura, one of the waitresses there.

 

“Hey Maura, is my order ready?”

 

“Oh, hi Deanna.  Sure, let me go check.”

 

Deanna smiled as Maura went into the back to check on her order.  When she first came here several months ago, Maura had passed by her shop when she was just in the process of cleaning and setting it up.  Maura had walked right in to check it out.  Her and Deanna had struck up a conversation and got acquainted.  Maura had admired her courage coming all the way from the States to start anew and offered Deanna her help.  Many times before the shop opened, Maura would stop by to bring Deanna lunch from the pub, knowing that she would never take a break.  It was a kindness that warmed Deanna and showed promise of some sort of friendship.

 

As Maura came out holding a small bag, Deanna reached into her purse to grab her wallet to pay.

 

“How are things going so far?” Maura asked as she rung her up.

 

Deanna couldn’t help but smile over the turn of events over the last few days.  Not just in some key sales and contacts, but in her personal life as well.

 

She flashed Maura a smug smile.  “Oh….not too shabby, if you don’t mind me saying so.”

 

Maura raised her eyebrows.  “That good, huh?”

 

“Well, actually, I’m not just speaking of business,” Deanna hinted.

 

“Oh really,” Maura mused.  “Can I take it from that silly grin on your face that you met someone?”

 

Deanna couldn’t hold it back any longer.  She had to tell someone?  And, well, Maura was the only someone she really knew well enough around here.

 

“Maura, you wouldn’t believe it.  I met THE most incredible man the other day.  And…..he asked me out for Saturday night!”

 

Maura’s eyes flashed with excitement.  “Ooooh, you seem pretty taken.  Come down the end of the bar while I do this drink order.  Tell me all about him.”

 

“Well, he came in the shop a few days ago looking for a fixture for an antique piece he has.  I took one look at him and I practically hit the floor.  He’s originally from England, but he’s lived here for quite a while. He’s divorced with two adorable little boys.”

 

“Hmmm, an ex-wife and kids, huh?  Sure you want all that baggage?”

 

“Well, his ex remarried, so I’m not concerned.  And…as far as the kids…..I don’t mind them.  Not in the least.”

 

Deanna never told Maura anything about her tragic history, preferring to keep it to herself instead.

 

“Oh, well, that doesn’t sound like a problem then.  So, what else?”

 

“Well, he’s a little older than me – ten years actually, but he doesn’t look it. I really wouldn’t care if he did.  He is so good looking.  Blonde hair, blue eyes – the works, ya know?.”

 

“Ooooh, I’m sold,” Maura said.  “So…does he have a brother or a friend for me?”

 

Maura giggled.  “Well, I don’t know about brothers, but I did meet two of his friends yesterday who also came by the shop.  However, one friend is married and the other is in a serious relationship.”

 

Maura piled the drinks on a small tray and lifted it to the counter.  “So…whats his name?”

 

“Rick Savage.”

 

With that, Maura dropped the entire tray as all four drinks went crashing to the floor behind the bar.

 

“Oh God!  Maura, you alright?”

 

A large, suited man came out from the kitchen and surveyed the mess, turning narrowed eyes to Maura.

 

“S…s….sorry,” Maura said to the man.  “I uh….lost my balance.”

 

As soon as the man disappeared back into the kitchen, Maura forgot about the spilled drinks and leaned into Deanna.

 

“Dee…..did you say Rick Savage?”

 

“Yeah.  Why?  You know him?  Oh God, please don’t tell me he’s some loser with all these problems.  He’s the first decent guy I met since……well, since my divorce.”

 

Maura’s jaw dropped.  “You really don’t know who he is, don’t you?”

 

Deanna shook her head.  “Maura, you’re scaring me.  Should I know him?”

 

“Well, I know you’re 30, but that’s not too young.  I’m sure you’ve heard of the band Def Leppard.”

 

Deanna immediately thought to her ‘Hysteria’  and ‘Vault’ cassette she had somewhere at home.

 

“Yeah, of course.  I was pretty young when they hit it big, but I remember them being really popular.  As a matter of fact, I bought their greatest hits a few years ago to catch up on what I missed.  Why?”

 

“For the love of God, Deanna,” Maura exclaimed.  “That incredible man you have a date with Saturday night is their bass player!  I suggest you go home and check out the sleeve of your CD.  You missed a lot more than music!”

 

Deanna put her elbows on the bar and rested her head in her hands.  “You’re kidding me, right?  I…I thought something seemed familiar, but I didn’t know what.  I haven’t really kept up musically with any bands for the last several years.  Things were…..well, lets just say my mind was elsewhere.”

 

Maura was suddenly hit with something.  “Deanna, those two friends of his who came in your shop yesterday…….what were their names?”

 

“Um, one was Joe and the other was Phil.”

 

Maura looked like she was gonna drop to the floor.  “Blasted, girl….that was their lead singer and guitarist.  Damn, you had half the band in your store and you didn’t even know it.”

 

“No, I guess not,” Deanna replied, suddenly feeling stupid for not recognizing them. Then again, none of them said anything either.  Perhaps that’s the way they preferred it.  With fans pestering them everywhere they go, they probably like not being noticed.  However, something did make her grin.”

 

“Now it makes sense,” she exclaimed.  “Joe bought a statue in my shop yesterday.  A leopard statue.  Said he had a fondness for them.  He was probably trying to throw me clues and, stupid me, didn’t get them.”

 

“God, Deanna…where has your brain been these last few years?”

 

Deanna lowered her eyes as her face fell a bit.  “Trust me, you don’t want to know.”

 

Maura put a comforting hand on top of hers.  “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say it like that.  I can tell you went through something bad, but you don’t have to tell me.  But, whatever it is, I’m sure what you just found out made you forget about it, eh?  Man, what luck!”

 

“Yeah, for once in my life,” Deanna murmured softly.  “I wonder how long this will last before…..before he finds out?”

 

“Finds out what?”

 

Deanna didn’t realize she spoke loud enough for Maura to hear.  “Oh, nothing.  I’ve…I’ve really got to try to let go of some things, ya know?

 

“Well, it looks as if he doesn’t want you to know who he is, at least until he tells you himself,” Maura said.  “I heard through the grapevine about his divorce.  After about 6 years of marriage, his wife suddenly was tired of his lifestyle, or so I heard.  You can never trust gossip.”

 

“I guess.  I never thought I’d meet anyone famous, let alone go out with him.  But, I had no idea who he was and, you know, it just wasn’t him that tugged on me but…..his two boys.  They’re absolutely darling.”

 

Maura smirked.  “Hey, who knows?  If things work out…maybe you’ll be their stepmum!”

 

Deanna let a slow smile creep upon her face, delighted with the prospect of being a ‘mum’ of any sort.

 

 

                                                11

 

 

Around 6:30 Saturday night, Sav came downstairs dressed in black trousers and a royal blue buttoned shirt.  He took his black leather coat from the hall closet and slid it on, completing his look. 

 

He called Deanna at the shop earlier today to confirm their date, which was still on.  He was relieved and nervous at the same time.  This was the first date that he had been on since his divorce that showed any promise. 

 

Sure Deanna was young and beautiful, but she was also intelligent, witty, independent and showed a warm interest in his children.  The fact that she even accepted a date with him knowing he had children was promise enough for him.  As much as his divorce left him leery about relationships, deep down inside the lonley man in him yearned for that kind of closeness again.  But he knew that whoever it was had to be accepting of his lads, first and foremost.

 

Speaking of which, Sav went and sought them out to say goodbye.  His nanny, Gail, had arrived a half hour ago to watch them for the evening.  He found Alex first, fixed in front of the telly.  Sav rubbed his head and kissed it.

 

“Bye lad,” he said.   “You be good for Gail while I’m out, you understand?”

 

Alex turned concerned eyes up to his father and nodded.  Sav didn’t like the look on his face.

 

“Something wrong, Alex?”

 

“You’re…….you’re coming back, right?”

 

Sav knelt down in front of him.  “Of course I am,” Sav replied.  “Why would you think I wouldn’t be?”

 

Alex just shrugged and put his head down.

 

“Tell me lad.”

 

“Well……you’re going out with that lady from the store who had those toys, right?”

 

Sav grinned over that.  “That’s right.”

 

“Well, you must like her then, right?”

 

“Yes, I do.  Didn’t you think she was nice?”

 

“Yeah, she was.  Its just……….”

 

“What, Alex?”

 

“Its…its just when mum met Jonathan, we hardly ever see her.  What if you and this lady like each other the way mum and Jonathan do?  Are we never gonna see you either?”

 

Sav closed his eyes in silent anger.  It seemed that Alex was indeed old enough to know what was going on and was deeply affected by Karen’s absence since she married Jonathan.  And now Alex thinks that Sav’s gonna abandon him as well.

 

“Alex, listen to me lad.  You and Sean are the most important things in my life.  I know you miss your mum, but she’ll be back soon and promised a long visit with you and your brother.  But,  I will always be here.  No matter what and no matter who I meet and like.  I want to be with someone, but they have to accept you and your brother in my life as well.  Deanna acted kindly towards you when we were in her store, so I’m hoping that, if I see her again after tonight, maybe the four of us could do something together.  What do you say to that?”

 

Alex looked up with some hope in his face.  “Really?”

 

Sav nodded.  “Now, give me a hug so I can go say goodbye to your brother.”

 

Alex hugged his father around neck tight, almost afraid to let go.  “Dad?”

 

“Yeah?”

 

“Wake me up when you get home, no matter how late.  I…I just want to know that you’re home.”

 

Sav almost felt like crying that Alex still felt scared over being abandoned.

 

“I promise,” he said before getting up to go find Sean.

 

Sean was in the playroom surrounded by his collection of trucks, zooming them all over the floor. 

 

“Aye little mate,” Sav said when he walked in.  “I’m leaving.  Come say goodbye.”

 

Sean stopped what he was doing and ran over to Sav, throwing his arms around his legs.  “Bye.”

 

Sav was glad that Sean’s attention span was too short to dwell on his mum cancelling their visit.  When a five year old is surrounded by toys, nothing much else matters!

 

Sav bent down so he was eye to eye with him.  “Now, I told your brother and I’m telling you too.  Be good for Gail, okay?  You’re both to be in bed by 9:00 – no later, and don’t give her a hard time.”

 

“Are you going to Uncle Joe’s tonight?”

 

“No Sean.  Remember that lady from the antique store that had all the toys?  I’m taking her out to dinner tonight and then to go see a comedian.”

 

“Whats a comedian?”

 

Sav smiled.  “Someone who entertains people by telling them funny jokes.”

 

Sean registered this and nodded his head.  When Sav stood up, Sean crooked his finger at him.  Sav bent back down.

 

“Yes?”

 

“Do you like her, daddy?”

 

Sav smirked over his innocence.  “Yes, I do.  That’s why I’m going out with her.  And, if all goes well, I’d like to take her out again, with you and your brother.  How does that sound?”

 

Sean widened his eyes.  “Will she bring her toys with her?”

 

“No, lad I don’t think so.  Those stay in the store.  But, whatever it is, it’ll be fun, okay?”

 

Sean again nodded his head as Sav, again stood up.  Then, one more time, Sean crooked his finger for his father to bend down again.

 

“Yes?”

 

Sean blushed a bit before he whispered really soft.  “Are you gonna kiss her?”

 

Now it was Sav’s turn to blush.  “Well, I don’t know.  It all depends.  I’d like to though.”

 

Sean covered his mouth and giggled before going back to play with his trucks.  Sav stood up and left, feeling about as giddy as his five year old over the possibility of kissing Deanna tonight.

 

 

                                                          12

 

 

Deanna had about half of her closet strewn about her bed in the effort to find something to wear.  She cursed herself for not going shopping for something new, but she kept the shop open an hour later during the week so she could close up early today.

 

She finally decided on a suede, chocolate brown skirt that fell an inch above her knees, matching brown suede boots and a cream colored peasant blouse that lent a very feminine touch. 

 

Instead of blowdrying her hair straight, she diffused it into soft waves that fell just past her shoulders.  She parted it on the side and lightly sprayed it into place.  She did her eyes up smokey with some charcoal gray liner which made her already expressive amethyst colored eyes pop out.  She then dabbed some pinkish brown lipshine on and lightly lined her lips for fullness.

 

After adorning her ears with simple gold hoops, she checked her appearance with a pounding heart.  She sometimes wished that she didn’t find out who Sav really was, even though she agreed to go out with him before she knew.

 

Its just that now he wasn’t just an attractive, divorced man with two darling boys who walked into her store and stole her breath.

 

Now, he was an attractive, divorced  rock star with two darling boys he walked into her store and stole her breath.

 

It was a lot easier when he was just a man.  She tried not to fret over what he was and, instead, concentrated on who he was – which was the first decent guy who’s come into her life since her divorce which showed promise and…interest.

 

She then wondered how long that interest would last if things progessed, especially once he found out what she wasn’t capable of.  The fact that he was older and had children was one bright spot, thinking that he probably wouldn’t want to have any more.  But then again, one never knew.  Just because he’s 40 doesn’t mean he’s dead.  Men can father children into their 60’s and even beyond, especially if they have young wives.

 

Young wives who can have children, that is.

 

She wrung her hands as she looked at the clock, knowing that he’d be here any minute.  She poured herself a glass of wine to calm her nerves as she went to sit down.  Even though most of her things were unpacked and settled, she still had a tiny box or two that had miscellaneous stuff in it.

 

She looked though one small box while she was waiting.  Framed pictures of family and friends she left back in the States.  A smile of remembrance along with a hint of sadness graced her face.  She knew it was time to send out a bunch of e-mails to let everyone know how she was doing.

 

She dug a bit deeper until she pulled out a small frame.  The smile instantly left her face.

 

It was a picture from her wedding day.  There she was – with her then-husband Greg, looking happy, in love and looking towards the future.  A future that was to be shattered by an unfortunate discovery that led to heartache, mild depression, many nights filled with tears and sometimes angry words which all led to the demise of her marriage.  A demise that was just as much her fault as it was Greg’s.

 

As tears began to form in her eyes over the painful reminder, the doorbell rang.  She immediately put the box away and dabbed the mist from her eyes.  Taking a deep breath, she opened the door.  And then the breath left her.

 

“Evening, luv,” Sav said.

 

“Evening,” she replied, practically speechless over how handsome he looked in black and royal blue.

 

“Come on in while I get my coat.”

 

Sav walked into the flat and casually looked around, smiling at the coziness that his house lacked.

 

“This place is charming Deanna,” he said.  “You’ve got an eye for decorating.  Then again, being an antiques dealer, I guess it comes natural to you.”

 

Deanna knew he was being polite in his compliment about her flat.  This place was probably a matchbox compared to the house he must live in.

 

“Thank you,” she said.  “It’s a challenge to blend antiques into any décor.  I have a few special pieces that I just can’t live without, though.”

 

“Oh…such as?”

 

Deanna motioned over to her kitchen area, which sported an antique ice box, nestled snugly in a corner. 

 

“This is a genuine Knickerbocker ice box.  In the old days, they’d store ice inside the flip top and underneath is a kickboard that has a pan where the ice would drip into.  Its not exactly old world, but its special to me.  Its what got me interested in antiques.”

 

Sav folded his arms and regarded her with interest.  “Really?  How so?”

 

“Well, there’s an old couple that used to live next door to my parents.  When they both passed away, their children came to clean out the house.  This ice box was in the basement and was put out for the trash.  When I saw it on the street, it immediately fascinated me, although I didn’t realize it was an antique.  I had my father take it off the street and put it in his basement.  I then went to the library and got a book on refinishing antique furniture and proceeded to spend hours in my parents basement refinishing it.  The process got me interested in the history of the ice box, which led to an interest in antiques in general.”

 

Sav looked at her, clearly impressed.  “Wow, that’s a lovely story.  I can see how that piece is sentimental to you.”

 

“Yes, it is,” she replied, just staring into his eyes.  She’d never guess him to be a famous rock star from his normal, laid back manner.  But, he was and the thought instantly made her nervous again.

 

“Um, should we get going?”

 

Sav caught himself staring at her as well.  If it wasn’t her magnificent eyes, it was her long, boot clad legs in that bloody short skirt!

“Oh, yes.  We’ve reservations for 7:30.  Um, since you said you didn’t mind, I’ve made the dinner reservations for Fitzsimmons instead of Zanzibar.  I thought we’d have a better opportunity to talk there since its not as crowded and noisy.”

 

“Rick, that’s fine.  You didn’t seem as if  you were crazy about going to Zanzibar in the first place.  It doesn’t matter where we go.  I’m just looking forward to……..getting to know you.”

 

Sav nodded and took her coat and helped her on with it.  He knew he wouldn’t get far before he had to tell her who he really was.  He reminded himself that she agreed to go out with him, knowing he was a little older, divorced and with two small children, before she found out.  The fact that she wanted to be with him, regardless of his profession,  gave him some glimmer of hope.

 

His main concern was for his children and, even though she showed interest in them, he wondered if, because of her age, she’d want some of he own someday.  Although he’d be perfectly content at his age with just Alex and Sean, he wouldn’t be opposed to having more, if he found someone he could share his life and his sons with.   

 

 

 

                                                          13

 

Sav and Deanna walked into Fitzsimmons a little before 7:30pm.  The the hostess looked up and couldn’t hold back a wide smile upon seeing who it was.

 

Fortunately, the manager saw them come in and interjected before the hostess could give anything away.

 

“Rick, good evening,” he said, shaking his hand.  “I’ve got the table you requested ready.”

 

“Thanks,” Sav replied with a thankful wink.  He then placed his hand lightly on the small of Deanna’s back as they were led to a warmly lit corner table in which they would be assured privacy.  Sav had requested this when he made the reservations, assuring that he and Deanna wouldn’t having roving eyes all over them.  He didn’t want anything to give him away until he was ready to tell her.

 

As Deanna was seated, she immediately took in the surroundings and the placement of their table.  She instantly knew that he had wanted privacy because of who he was.  It was obvious to her that he didn’t want her to know – just yet.  Even though she already knew, she would play along until he was ready.  It was apparent that not only privacy was important to him, but she surmised that he wanted an opportunity for her to get to know ‘him’ and not his celebrity.  She would wait a while before she asked him what he did.  After all, he practically knew all about her – well, almost everything.  Like him, she had certain things that she just wasn’t ready to reveal.

 

As Sav sat down across from the, a waiter who was specifically selected by the manager to serve them this evening, came over.

 

“Good evening,” he said, cheerfully as he handed them each a menu.   “My name is Robert and I’ll be your waiter.  Would either of you care for a drink while you peruse the menu?”

 

Sav motioned to Deanna to go first.  “Yes, a glass of White Zinfandel please.  Sutter Home, if you have it.”

 

Robert wrote down her order before looking to Sav. “Chablis, please.”

 

“Thank you.  I’ll be right back.”

 

Robert took off and Sav and Deanna were left alone.  Deanna glanced around before looking at him.

 

“I’m glad you chose this place,” she said.  “Granted, I don’t know what Zanzibar is like, but I prefer more laid back places like this.”

 

Sav smiled with gratefulness.  “I’m glad.  I just didn’t think Zanzibar would be a good place to go for dinner….you know….on a first date.  Unless you want to practically shout above the noise.”

 

Deanna giggled softly.  “No, I don’t.”

 

They then looked over their menus as Robert came back with their wine.  He placed them on the table then said he’d give them a few more moments to decide before he returned.

 

Sav and Deanna both picked up their wine glasses at the same time and caught each other’s eye as they did so.

 

Deanna thought of something honest to toast to that came from her heart.

 

“Well….here’s to…..a new beginning.   In….everything.”

 

“I couldn’t agree more,” Sav said as he clinked her glass. 

 

Deanna blushed as she sipped her wine.  Although she meant her toast to encompass everything in general, she couldn’t help but shiver over his agreement, wondering if he meant something more specific.

 

A few moments passed as Robert came back to take their order.  When he was finished, they were again, left alone, with nothing but conversation to tie them over until their appetizers came.

 

Deanna didn’t want to go straight in for the kill, thinking he still wanted to wait.  She was saved when he spoke up first.

 

“Tell me, Deanna.  Do you plan to make Dublin your home for good?”

 

“Well, that depends.  I have a year lease on my store, so I guess my future hinges upon how well I do.  I gotta admit, that when I first got here and found out that Whyte’s relocated right down the street from me, I was stunned.  I didn’t know this when I leased the store and I probably wouldn’t have leased it if I knew I would have such large competiton right down the street from me.”

 

“Well, Whyte’s has been in business for years, but they also have a clientele that’s a little more discriminating and usually purchase expensive pieces without blinking an eye.”

 

Deanna tilted her head to the side.  “Such as you?”

 

Sav winced slightly, wondering if he said more than he should.  Deanna noticed the effect her question had on him and tried to remedy it.

 

“I mean, you told me the first day you came in that you normally frequent Whyte’s, so I just assumed that you’ve been a longstanding customer of theirs.”

 

Sav looked a bit relieved.  “Oh, well yeah. I’ve purchased a few pieces from them and they know the style that I like so they usually contact me when they get something in that they think I might be interested in.  However, a shop such as yours is just perfect for people who love antiques who may be intimidated to go in there.”

 

Deanne felt a bit hopeful.  “So, you think I may have a chance of survival?”

 

“I think so,” Sav said honestly.  “Plus, you have the drive to succeed which is a plus.”

 

Deanna glanced down a bit before looking back up at him, his eyes brilliant and blue in the luminous candlelight in the middle of the table.

 

“I’d like to stay here,” she said with reserve.  “Even though I’m far away from my family and friends, I’m excited about the change and would like to make it work.”

 

“You’re pretty fearless, aren’t you?”

 

Deanna thought on his question and sombered a bit.  “Not in everything, unfortunately.  I welcome the challenge of trying to succeed in my business.”

 

“And succeeding in other areas of your life?”

 

Deanna looked up at him when he asked that, uncertain of how to answer.  Yes, she wanted a successful relationship and future with someone, but didn’t think it was an appropriate thing to bring up on a first date – especially a first date with a man that you’d love to have that success with.

 

“Well, I’m trying to work on that,” she replied.

 

Sav saw her uneasiness and wondered if he asked something he shouldn’t.  “Deanna, I’m sorry if it looked like I was prying.  I know you told me that you were divorced, so I just meant it that you were looking to ……….”

 

“……find a successful relationship?”

 

There!  She said it! 

 

“Yes, that’s exactly what I meant.”

 

“Rick, I honestly can’t think of anyone who wouldn’t want that, moreso if they’ve already suffered an unsuccessful one.”

 

Sav saw the sadness in her face and wondered what exactly did happen in her marriage.  Probably not much different than what he went through.  But, whereas he had his lads, she didn’t seem to have anyone.  It wasn’t just a sadness, but a lonliness.  An empty space that needed filling.

 

He decided to be bold and placed his hand over hers in a comforting manner.  But the touch seemed like anything but between them.

 

“Again, I couldn’t agree with you more!”

 

Deanna smiled with hope that he was looking for the same thing she was.  She only hoped that he’d feel the same way once he learned the truth. 

 

 

 

                                                14

 

Surprisingly enough, the rest of dinner went by without the subject of Sav’s profession coming up.  Deanna purposefully avoided asking him, allowing him to bring it up and Sav purposefully did the same, waiting for Deanna to ask.

 

Deanna thought that he still didn’t want to reveal who he truly was just yet, and respected that.  When he was ready, he would.  And, although Sav was a bit curious as to why she didn’t ask what he did for a living, he was somewhat grateful which led him to believe that it didn’t matter to her. 

 

Instead, the conversation stayed towards Deanna’s business, how she got herself off the ground, antiques in general, Sav gushing about his personal treasures, their families that they missed, his sons, vague details about his divorce and so on.

 

And just as Deanna never asked about his profession, Sav, in turn, didn’t ask about her divorce.  He noticed something more than just the normal feeling of loss emanating from Deanna when she briefly mentioned it.  He saw utter pain in her lovely violet eyes that led him to believe that it resulted from something too devestating to speak of.

 

When they finished, they headed on out to Zanzibar for the improv show.  Deep down, Sav really didn’t want to go in there, for he knew for sure that he would be recognized and was quite enjoying his anonymity.  But, he did it for Deanna, whom he was growing fonder of by the minute.  He found her utterly fascinating, intelligent, sharp, independent and very desirable. 

 

Aside from a much regretted one night stand he had not too long ago, he hadn’t been with a woman since his divorce.  Deanna’s outward beauty had struck him as soon as he laid eyes upon her, but it was what he found out about her during dinner that was beginning to draw him closer.  The evening was becoming more promising by the minute and he already knew that he wanted to see her again.

 

As soon as they stepped into Zanzibar, the crowd and the noise assailed them.  Deanna knew that he probably wasn’t comfortable being somewhere where so many people probably knew him, so she gave him an option.

 

“Rick, you were right.  This place is a madhouse.  We don’t have to stay if you don’t want.”

 

Sav appreciated her suggestion, but decided to forego it.

 

“No, its okay.  The bar area is always like this.  Once we get into the other section where the comedian is performing, it’ll be a little more contained.”

 

He took her hand as they made their way through to find a seat for the show.  As they did, Sav made careful eye contact and nodded to several patrons who noticed him, hoping that they would respect his privacy while on a date.  While most did, some did not.

 

“Hey, Rick Savage,” one big man said as he slapped Sav on the back.  “Mate, this is the last place I’d see you in.  You’re not exactly the social butterfly.”

 

Sav grinned politely.  “Aye Tony, how are you?  Um, actually I’m here on a date.  We’re here to see the show.”

 

Sav gave Tony a look, hoping he would catch on.  Tony looked past Sav to Deanna and smiled before looking back at Sav.

 

“How is it you guys always get the young, pretty ones?  Anyway, enjoy the show mate.”  He then turned to Deanna.  “You too, lass.”

 

Deanna smiled politely as she watched Tony walk away.  Sav turned to her with a sympathetic look in his eye.

 

“Sorry about that bloke.  He’s not a very shy one, as you can tell.”

 

“No problem.  I have a feeling that you may see more than one person tonight who knows you.”

 

“Unfortunately yes,” Sav mumbled.  “C’mon, lets get through this crowd.”

 

Sav continued to pull her through until they made it to the seated area in front of a good sized stage.  They found a table towards the middle with a good view.  It was already beginning to fill up as the show was to start in about 5 minutes.  Just as they were seated, a waitress came over to take their drink order.

 

“Good evening.  Would you like a drink before the show………um….aren’t you….?”

 

Sav cut her off with a nod and a wink.  Deanna heard the waitress’ inquiry, but casually looked around, pretending that she didn’t.

 

Sav glanced at Deanna and saw that she probably didn’t hear.  He then leaned into her.

 

“Wine, luv?”

 

“Yes, thanks.”

 

“Two glasses of wine.  One white, one…” he looked at Deanna, “White Zinfandel?”

 

Deanna smiled and nodded, pleased that he remembered.

 

The waitress grinned wide as she walked away.  Just as she did, the house lights went down and the first comedian came on.

 

By the time he was finished, the lights went up a bit before the second comedian came on.  Sav finished his wine as Deanna held a hand to her face.

 

“Oh God, I can’t remember laughing so hard,” she exclaimed.  “I think I needed that badly.”

 

“Yeah, he was pretty funny,” Sav agreed.  “I guess this wasn’t so bad after all.”

 

Just then, Sav’s cell phone rang from where he had it inside his leather jacket pocket.  His first thought, as a parent, was that it was his nanny, Gail. 

 

“Excuse me,” he said to Deanna as he pulled his phone out.  He looked at the number on his ID display and rolled his eyes.

 

“Someone you don’t want to talk to?”

 

Sav immediately recognized Joe’s cell phone number on his caller ID, clicked on to answer, then immediately clicked it off.

 

Deanna looked at him with surprise as he waved it off.

 

“It was only Joe.  Trust me, he’ll get the hint. I’m not talking to anyone tonight.”

 

Just then, his cell phone rang again and Deanna giggled.

 

“Persistant little bugger, isn’t he?”

 

“Luv, you don’t know half of it,” Sav drawled out as he again, clicked Joe off.

 

And, no sooner than he did, he rang a third time.

 

“Bloody friggin’ hell,” Sav muttered before turning sheepishly to Deanna.  “Sorry luv.”

 

“Rick, just turn your phone off.”

 

“I can’t.  Just in case my nanny calls about the boys.”

 

“Then maybe you should answer him, else he won’t leave you alone.”

 

“I guess you’re right.  Talking to Joe is like ripping off a Band-Aid – do it quick and its painless.”

 

Deanna laughed at his humor towards his friend as he answered.

 

“Can’t take a hint, I see?”

 

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Joe said on the other end.  “Busy?”

 

“Kinda.”

 

“Having a good time?”

 

“Forget it, Joe.  I’m not telling you a thing.”

 

“Don’t have to,” Joe replied smugly.  “I already know all I need to.”

 

“Oh really?  Such as…?”

 

“Turn around.”

 

Sav slowly turned his head to see Joe sitting at a table, waving at him with one hand while he held his cell phone to his ear with the other,   Beside him at the table, Phil sat with his feet up on an opposite chair, toasting Sav with his club soda.

 

 

                                                          15

 

Sav closed his eyes and groaned at the unexpected, not to mention, unwelcomed sight of Joe and Phil.  Without another word, he just clicked his cell phone off and tossed it on the table.

 

Deanna happened to turn in the direction that he looked and saw the source of his agitation.  Upon making brief eye contact with Joe and Phil, Deanna turned back to Sav.

 

“Another coincidence?”

 

“Well, this definitely is,” Sav sighed.  “They knew I asked you out, but I never said where we were going.”

 

“You guys just can’t avoid each other, can you?”

 

“Luv, you don’t know half of it!”

 

Deanna politely giggled.  “Well?  What are you going to do?”

 

Sav blew out a long breath.  “Well, if I had telepathic powers, I could signal the mother ship to beam them up somewhere.” 

 

Deanna laughed over his love/hate feelings for his friends.  “Well, if there was intelligent life somewhere else, do you think they’d want them?”

 

Sav looked at her, clearly impressed by her wit.  “Ohhhh, good one luv!  Didn’t take you too long to see right through them.”

 

Deanna almost regretted her little jibe, but when she saw Sav’s face light up over it, she let it pass.  She then had a little idea and stood up.

 

“I tell you what,” she said.  “Why don’t I head over to the ladies room to give those two an opportunity to come over and say what they have to say without me here.  I think they’re practically dying of curiosity, so better get it done and over with.”

 

Sav smiled appreciatively up at her.  “I think you’re right.  Thanks luv.”

 

Deanna lightly caressed his shoulder before walking away, the move causing Sav to tingle all over.  His eyes continued to follow her until he heard two throats clearing behind him.

 

He sarcastically tossed his head in their direction.

 

“Make it quick because I don’t have time for this,” he threatened them.

 

Joe and Phil looked at each other before looking back at Sav.  “Don’t get your knickers in a twist mate,” Joe said.  “Just came over to say hi, you know….be polite.”

 

“Joe, I think you see me enough to know that I wouldn’t think you rude if you didn’t come over,” Sav replied.

 

Just then, a secondary comedian came on stage to keep the crowd entertained until the next one came on.  Joe and Phil took a seat at Sav’s table so the people behind them could see.  Sav looked at them with horror.

 

“What are you doing?”

 

Phil’s eyes darted back and forth.  “Uh…sitting down so the people behind us can see.”

 

“Well, go sit back down at your table,” Sav fumed.  “Deanna will be back shortly and I don’t want you two here.”

 

“Too late,” Phil said as he stood up and looked behind Sav.  “Deanna luv…good to see you again.”

 

Sav turned around, and saw Deanna standing behind him.  “Back so soon?”

 

“Yeah, well there was a huge line so I figured I’d wait,” Deanna said before looking at Joe and Phil.  “Nice to see you again, guys.”

 

“The pleasure is ours,” Joe drawled out, toasting his glass of ale.

 

“I second that,” Phil said, taking her hand and kissing it.

 

Sav looked up at Phil.   “So Phil….have you talked to Anita?  You know….your wife?”

 

Phil feigned ignorance.  “Uh…who…oh…oh yeah, Anita,” he mused.  “She’s good.  Misses me.  What else is new, eh?”

 

“So Deanna,” Joe began.  “Now that you finally know who…….”

 

Joe was cut off by Sav’s vapid stare and shaking head, trying to signal to Joe that she still didn’t know who he was.

 

Joe thankfully caught on and tried to retract.  “…..who…who…..”

 

Before he could think of something that would make sense, the comedian on stage stopped talking and stared at their table.

 

“Well, now I know what its like to be upstaged,” the comedian said.  “Hey guys, hows about putting all this curiosity to rest and come on up and play us a song?”

 

Even though Joe, Phil and Sav were too busy into their conversation to hear what the comedian said, the roaring sound of applause, combined with the entire audience looking in their direction, caused them to look towards the stage.

 

“What do you say guys?  How’s about a song or two, else I’m never gonna get this crowd’s attention?”

 

Joe and Phil looked at each other and shrugged.  “Why not?  C’mon, Sav.”

 

As Joe and Phil stood up, Sav sat there in stunned silence, wishing he listened to Deanna and decided not to come here.

 

When the comedian saw Joe and Phil rise he whooped.  “Ladies and gentlemen…..Joe Elliott, Phil Collen and Rick Savage of Def Leppard!  C’mon!”

 

The audience furiously clapped again as Deanna feigned ignorance, not to give away the fact that she knew, and looked at Sav, Phil and Joe wide eyed.

 

“Def Leppard?” she said with mock shock.

 

Phil looked a little sheepish.  “Uh, oh.  She still doesn’t know?”

 

“She does now,” Sav muttered in disgust.  He looked at Deanna, hoping that she wouldn’t be mad that he didn’t tell her who he really was, and was greeted with a polite smile.

 

“Well, better not let your fans down,” she said.

 

Sav took a deep sigh before heading up to the stage behind Joe and Phil. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                                Chapter 16

 

 

Deanna sat back down at the table as she listened to a deafening sea of applause.  Up onstage, the comedian brought out three stools for Sav, Joe and Phil and waited for them to get the guitars from the house band.  As they sat down with the instruments with Joe in the middle, Sav looked downward to fiddle with his guitar, all the while stealing glances at Deanna.  Ever since he met her he had been able to keep his identity secret – even all the way through dinner this evening.

 

Not any more.

 

However, she didn’t seem to display any kind of shock or surprise.   He knew that she’d find out sooner or later, but this was not the way he planned on her finding out.  If it didn’t come out later on in the night, it definitely would’ve the next time he saw her.

 

And he definitely planned on a next time!

 

The sound of Joe clearing his throat in the microphone snapped Sav’s eyes from Deanna’s lovely face.  They instantly went into the famous accoustic rendition of Two Steps Behind, a sure crowd pleaser, before seguing into When Love and Hate and Collide before ending with an accoustic version of Promises.

 

When they finished, the three of them rose to even more applause before handing the instruments back to the house band and decending the stage area.   The comedian wasting no time in commenting.

 

“Well, talk about a hard act to follow,” he mused. 

 

Joe and Phil then looked at Deanna, who was staring at them with a smirk, then looked at Sav.

 

“Um, I think we’ll leave you two alone now,” Phil snickered.

 

“Great,” Sav huffed.  “Leave me after the damage was done.”

 

“How were we supposed to know that she still didn’t know who you are?” Joe asked.  “What the hell did you two talk about at dinner?”

 

“Everything other than what I do for a living,” Sav replied.  “And….. the real reason why she moved her entire life and business across the Atlantic.”

 

“You think there’s something more?”

 

“I have a feeling there is,” Sav said.  “Either way, it doesn’t matter.   The State’s loss is my gain.”

 

Phil twinkled his blue eyes at Sav.  “You really are smitten with her!”

 

Sav rolled his eyes at him.  “I thought you said you were leaving?”

 

“Fine, lets go Phil,” Joe said, before turning to Sav.  “Don’t think we’re gonna let you off easy next time we see you.”

 

“Oh joy,” Sav replied with a mock-happy expression.

 

Joe and Sav bid Deanna a good night before they left.  Sav then walked up to the table as Deanna sat there, looking up at him handsome face and smiling warmly.  Sav waited for her response as to what she just found out.  He held his arms out.  “Well?”

 

Deanna responded by standing up and grabbing her coat and purse.  “Lets get some tea.”

 

 

                                                Chapter 17

 

Sav and Deanna rode in silence to the cozy little tea shop with the exception of a call Sav placed to his nanny, Gail, to check on the lads.  When they arrived, they took a small corner table and ordered two cups of tea and raspberry, white chocolate scones.  As the waiter left with their order, Deanna looked at Sav.

 

“Well, about before,” she said with a  little mischief.  “I can’t lie to you, Rick.  After you asked me out, well, I couldn’t wait to tell a friend of mine who waitresses at one of the local pubs about this wonderful man I met with two precious little boys.  She was born and raised in Dublin and, well, as soon as I told her your name she dropped an entire tray of drinks.  It was then that I found out who you were.  I gotta say that something tickled the back of my mind, but I couldn’t place it.  I do have a couple of Def Leppard cassettes at home and enjoyed your music very much.  I guess I never took notice of your names.  Anyway, the reason I didn’t let on that I knew because I wanted to give you the opportunity.  I figured you’d tell me when you were ready.”

 

Sav sat there, staring at her with wonder and awe.  He was now able to add refreshingly honest to the list of attributes which he found so intriguing about her.  And the fact that she respected him to be the one to bring it up made him appreciate her more.

 

“Deanna, you don’t know how much that means to me.  I think a lot of people would’ve hounded me as soon as they found out.  Your respect and discretion is very much appreciated.  I gotta say, that I thought for sure you’d ask what I did for a living during dinner and, well, was a little surprised when you didn’t.  I knew it would come out sooner or later, but definitely not the way it did.”

 

Deanna grazed his face with her amethyst eyes.  “Kind of dramatic, huh?”

 

Sav chuckled and shook his head.  “You could say that.  And Joe and Phil got a kick out of it.  Of course, it doesn’t take much to amuse those two, especially when its at my expense.”

 

“You’ve been friends, and bandmates, for a long time,” Deanna replied.  “I’m sure they do it in love.”

 

“Well, I wished they do it in-visible!”

 

They both laughed as the waiter dropped off their tea and scones.  Sav watched her place one sugar and a drop of milk in her tea, taking in every fluid, feminine movement and nuance about her.

 

Deanna sensed he was staring and looked up, her breath catching at the look on his handsome face.  Sav flushed a bit when she caught him.

 

“Sorry, didn’t mean to stare.  Its just……..God, I’m sorry, but I think you are so beautiful.”

 

Deanna felt her heart rise to her throat as she felt threatening tears form in her beautiful eyes.  Although she appreciated his compliment for her outward appearance, she wondered how he would feel if he knew the depth of her emptiness inside.  She slowly glanced her eyes down.

 

“Thank you,” she shyly whispered.  “I must say that for a man who’s seen a lot of beautiful women in his career, your compliment humbles me.  But, since we’re being so honest here, regardless of who you are, I was kind of floored when I first saw you.  You and your boys.”

 

Sav blushed a bit, not at all used to such sincere compliments.  “Thank you Deanna.  In a way, I’m glad you didn’t know who I was.  Especially when I asked you out.  That told me that you were interested in me – a guy named Rick who was a divorced father with two lads, nothing more.”

 

“Trust me Rick, its more than you can imagine,” she said with a bit of meloncholy.  How could she ever explain that finding a decent, single man with children could be more than she could imagine?

 

Sav caught the sad tone in her voice and was almost about to ask about it, but decided against it.  Just like she respected him to reveal who he was when he was ready, he would wait for her to reveal more and more about her life – and the reason for this mysterious sadness.

 

They finished up their tea and scones and decided to call it a night.  Sav drove her home and walked her to her door.  There was no question that the date would extend farther than that.  He definitely wanted to see her again and wouldn’t dream of rushing a single thing.

 

“Rick, thank you so much.  I had a fantastic time tonight, and a lot of fun too!”

 

“So did I,” Sav replied.  “Deanna, I really would like to see you again.  My only problem is my schedule between songwriting for the new album and spending time with my lads.  Their mother is due back in about 10 days from a trip with her husband, so they’re with me until she can take them.”

 

“Rick,  we don’t need a fancy night out to see each other.  Like I told you, I’m pretty much a homebody.  If you’d like, we can do something that includes your boys.  I wouldn’t mind.”

 

Sav didn’t know what circumstance drove her across the Atlantic and right into his life, but he would thank God for it tonight when he went to bed!

 

“Deanna, I would love it!  And so would the lads, Sean especially.  I think he fancies you!”

 

“He’s very sweet,” Deanna replied.  “That age is so precious and innocent.  You know every act comes from the heart and is genuine.”

 

“Yes, Sean is a little imp,” Sav said.  “Speaking of which, he asked me something tonight before I left to get you.”

 

Deanna tilted her head up to take in more of his intoxicating face.  “What?”

 

Sav nervously bit the inside of his lip a bit.  “He asked me if I was going to kiss you.”

 

Deanna’s heart slammed in her chest as her mouth slightly parted in anticipation of feeling this man’s lips on hers.

 

“And, what are you going to tell him?”

 

Sav leaned down to where his lips were a breath away from hers.  “Yes,” he replied before he lightly touched his lips to hers.

 

The kiss was soft and innocent, too proper for his liking, but he didn’t want to scare her away.  However, when he heard Deanna sigh in his mouth and place a soft hand lightly on his shoulder for support, he began to feel lost.

 

He opened his mouth a bit to which she followed suit.  He badly wanted to slide his tongue inside her mouth, but knew that if he did that, he’d have a hard time stopping.  She felt too good and her warm, feminine scent made him dizzy.

 

He, in turn, lightly put his hand on her waist and drew her a bit closer.  He allowed himself to deepen the kiss only a bit before summoning his willpower to pull himself away. Whether it was the incredible woman in front of him, or the fact that it had been too damn long without one, he was aroused to a point where the brisk December night did nothing to cool him off.  He had to leave.  And fast.

 

“Good night Deanna,” he whispered against her mouth.  “As soon as I know my schedule, I’ll call you and we’ll set something up.  I’ll try to make it as soon as possible.”

 

“I’ll look forward to it,” she whispered back, feeling like her knees would give out from that kiss.  She then got her bearings, fetched her key from her purse and went inside her flat, but not before she turned and gave one last look and a wink to Sav before closing the door.”

 

Sav felt like a teenage lad as he practically floated back to his car.  With a stupid grin on his face, he got inside and started the engine.  He still felt Deanna’s lips on his and still smelled the fresh, clean scent of her hair and the warmth of her body.  He would’ve let his randy thoughts go farther if not for the interruption of his cell phone.

 

He huffed and looked at the ID and saw that it was Joe.  Without a second thought, he opened his glove compartment, tossed his cell phone inside, shut it then took off for home.

 

 

                                                Chapter 18

 

Sav entered his house a little before midnight and found Gail in the entertainment room.

 

“Gail, if its too late you can spend the night in the nanny’s quarters,” Sav said to her.

 

Gail got up and searched for her coat.  “Oh, that’s okay,” she replied.  “My daughter is bringing my grandson over early tomorrow so I need to be home.  Thank you for the offer.”

 

“How were the lads?”

 

“Nary a problem.  Though Alex seemed a bit fretful.  Why, I don’t know.”

 

Sav knew why.  He remembered Alex asking him to wake him up when he got home.  With his mum all but absent from his life, the poor lad was fearing that Sav would take off on him too.

 

“I think I know why Gail,” Sav said.  “Hopefully, it won’t last too long. He misses his mum, that’s all.”

 

Gail knew the situation between Sav, his ex-wife and her jet-setting new husband. She thought a woman who would neglect her children for her own selfish needs should be strung up by her toes.  But, it wasn’t her place to comment.

 

“Well, I understand she’ll be returning soon and hopefully the lads will get a long visit.  Did you have a pleasant time this evening?”

 

Sav’s face instantly broke out into a wide smile.  Pleasant wouldn’t be the word to describe being with Deanna tonight.  Enchanting is more like it.  Gail  noticed the smile on his face.

 

“I’ll take that as a yes!”

 

Sav realized how silly he must’ve looked and immediately readjusted his reaction and cleared his throat.  “Um, yes I did.  A very lovely time, thank you.”

 

Gail headed to the door, but not without one last comment.  “Must be quite a special lass to get that kind of reaction out of you.  Good night, Mr. Savage.”

 

Sav knew that Gail had been with him long enough that she could get away with comments like that.  Of course, she only meant well and wanted to see him happy with someone.

 

Keeping his promise to his eldest son, he climbed the stairs and entered Alex’s bedroom.  He was flat on his stomach, both hands under his pillow with the sheet and bedspread only up to his waist.  Sav gingerly sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the covers up to his shoulders, a move which caused Alex to stir.

 

“Dad?” he said in a sleepy, little boy voice.

 

“Yes, its me Alex,” Sav whispered as he lovingly rubbed his son’s back.  “I’m home now.  You can go back to sleep.”

 

Sav bent down and kissed his forehead to which Alex let out a satisfied sigh.  It broke his heart seeing a  7 year old worrying like this.  There was nothing he could do until Karen returned from the Orient with her husband to spend an extended visit with her sons as she promised.

 

He then got up and went into Sean’s room.  He was fast asleep on his side, curled up like a kitten.  He thought about Sean asking him earlier if he was going to kiss Deanna this evening.  He was so glad that he did.  And he wanted to again.  Soon!

 

He then went into his room and began to undress.  Once he was in a t-shirt and pajama bottoms, he climbed into the right side of his bed.  Ever since he began sleeping alone, he couldn’t help from sleeping on one side.  It didn’t feel right to sprawl out in the middle.  Nor did it feel right to have the left side empty – that empty space that he wanted so badly to fill.

 

He ran his hand over the cool bottom sheet on the space beside him and sighed, wondering if Deanna’s body would ever warm it.

 

                                               

                                                Chapter 19

 

 

Two days later, Deanna was enjoying the benefits of her press release that she had just managed to get into circulation before the weekend.  She was visited by several dealers in the area and received e-mails from dealers as far as Waterford with links to their websites. 

 

Deanna was only computer savvy enough to where she was able to get a brief description of her shop along with her bio, credentials and a few pics on a web sponsored site that she was able to e-mail as a link to other dealers, but knew that if she wanted to compete with the ‘big boys’, she’d need a much more cutting edge site.  Once she got together enough money, she’d make the investment into that.

 

Even though she only had a few sales, especially with Monday being the slowest day, she enjoyed the traffic in and out of her shop as well as the conversation and meeting new people.  Being alone all day sometimes got to her and the diversion of having people filtering in and out of her shop allowed her not to daydream about Rick.

 

Not that it stopped her anyway.  All she thought of was him and that delicious kiss he gave her at the door.  She had yet to hear from him, but she knew he’d call and didn’t fret.  She so looked forward to not only seeing him again, but seeing his boys.  There was still so much she wanted to know about him – not just about his career, but about his life.  She was much more interested in the man and father he is, that he will be forever, rather than the rock star, which he may not always be. 

 

Around 1:00pm, her tummy began to grumble over not having anything except a scone and tea at 9:30am.  She waited for a local dealer to finish perusing her shop and chatting with her before she decided to close up for a bit so she could grab lunch.  As she was waiting, she heard the jingling of the bell above the door, signaling someone had entered.  She groaned, wishing that she had brought something with her for lunch.  But when she saw her friend Maura with a bag in her hand, she smiled with relief and went over to her.

 

“Hey, what are you doing here?  Aren’t you working today?”

 

“My shift doesn’t start till 2:00, but I’m working till closing – ugh!” Maura replied.  “I saw your press release and your fliers and thought you may be busy today.  I brought home some of the pub’s corned beef and cabbage from yesterday.  Its sooooo good!  Thought you might like to try it.”

 

Deanna’s mouth salivated from the mention of food.  “Are you kidding?  I’m practically starving!  As soon as it cleared out here, I was gonna head down for a sandwich.”

 

“Well, I saved you a trip,” Maura said.

 

Deanna looked at her a little skeptically.  “Is that the only reason you’re here?”

 

“Of course not,” Maura stated.  “I’m dying to find out how your date with Sav went.”

 

“Sav?”

 

“Oh, well, that’s his nickname,” Maura said.  “That’s what he’s gone by for years since their drummer’s name is Rick as well.  Anyway, how was it?  Where’d you go?  Oh God, did he kiss you?”

 

Deanna tried to control a giggle with customers still in the store.  “It was great….we went to dinner at Fitzsimmons, then to see a comedien at Zanzibar then to go get tea and, yes, he did kiss me.”

 

Maura looked about to die.  “Oh my God, I can’t believe it!  People who live here all their lives don’t stand a chance.  You move here from the States and have only been here a few months and landed a date with Rick Savage.  What perfume do you wear?”

 

As Deanna smiled, she noticed the customers in the shop turned their heads towards her as soon as Maura mentioned Rick’s name.  Deanna nervously smiled back then turned to Maura.  “Will you keep it down.  I believe that Rick is a man who likes his privacy so I don’t want you blabbing this.”

 

“Oh, sorry,” Maura whispered.  “Anyway, are you gonna see him again?”

 

“Yes.  We’re gonna do something with his two little boys.  I can’t wait!”

 

Maura looked puzzled.  “You can’t?  God, Deanna, two little kids can kinda put a damper on things, especially if they get…um…heated between the two of you.”

 

Deanna blushed a bit, as she had been unable, for the past two days, to wonder what Rick would be like as a lover.  “Well, I don’t mind being with his boys.  I suggested it.  And…as far as things ‘getting heated’, I’m not jumping into anything like that too fast.  I want more time to get to know him and his boys.  I just can’t give my heart and my body to somebody without a thought anymore.  I’ve risked too much in the past and I won’t risk it again – even though he is handsome and famous.”

 

Maura shook her head.  “Trust me, you won’t hold out that long.  But, if you do, then you’ve got willpower of steel.  That man is incredibly sexy.” 

 

Deanna sighed with a smile.  “Yeah, I know.”

 

“Ooooh, you are fancying him something bad, aren’t you?”

 

“Can you blame me?”

 

“No, nor can a million other women, I suppose,” Maura replied.  “Well, keep me informed.  I want to know everything, you understand?” 

 

“I’ll do my best,” Deanna replied, as the last customer left the store.  She took the bag from Maura as she left to start her shift at the pub.  Deanna put the ‘closed’ sign in the window, went to get a cup of spring water and sat down behind her desk to savor the corned beef.  Maura was right – it was absolutely delicious.!

 

Her lunch was interrupted when the telephone rang.  She swallowed, then took a sip of water before answering.  “Renaissance Antiques, may I help you?”

 

“Well, you already have and the service was outstanding!” came a beautiful British voice on the other end.

 

Deanna felt her entire body tingle.  “Rick, hi.  How are you?”

 

“Good.  Just getting ready to leave to go to Joe’s.  We usually start working in the afternoon and go non-stop till about midnight, so I wanted to give you a ring now.  Um, I was wondering if you close your shop any day during the week?”

 

“Well, I usually close on Mondays because it seems to be the slowest day, but I only opened today because I put my press release out before the weekend.  I’m glad I did come in.  I had a lot of dealers and customers come by.”

 

“Luv, that’s brilliant!” Sav said with genuine enthusiasm.  “You’re gonna be fine here, I just know it.”

 

“Yeah, I’m hoping.  Anyway, since I came in today, I was thinking of closing either Wednesday or Thursday.  Why?”

 

“Well, if you can close Thursday, that’ll be great,” Sav said.  “I’m gonna keep Sean home from kindergaten and Alex’s school has teacher conferences so he’ll be home as well.  Joe, Phil and I are gonna work non-stop for the next three days so I can take a break Thursday and spend it with the boys.  It would be a pleasure if you’d spend it with us.”

 

Deanna’s heart raced.  She didn’t expect to hear from him so soon, but the fact that she did only told her that he wanted to see her again as much as she wanted to see him.

 

“Rick, I’d love to,” she said without a thought.  “I’ll plan on closing Thursday.  Um, what do you have in mind?”

 

“Not sure, you can’t always have concrete plans with little boys, but there’s this entertainment facility outside Dublin.  It has this huge play area for children as well as games that adults can play and several nice restaurants.  I was thinking maybe there.  I just want to keep an eye out for the weather.”

 

“The weather?  Why?”

 

“We’re supposed to have a snowfall on Wednesday night – several inches I hear.”

 

“I thought it only rained here in Ireland?”

 

“No, that’s England,” Sav said with a chuckle.  “So, does this mean we’re on for Thursday?”

 

“Hmmm, a date with three attractive men,” Deanna said with thought.  “How could I possibly turn that down?”

 

“Oh, do I have to compete with my lads for your affections?”

 

“As much as I think your sons are darling, that’ll be a competiton they’ll lose for sure.”

 

Deanna bit her lip after saying that, wondering if it was too forward.

 

“I’m glad to hear that luv,” Sav huskily replied.  “Well, I’ve got to get going.  I’ll call you at home Thursday morning before I come to get you.  I’m…..looking forward to seeing you again Deanna.”

 

“I’m looking forward to it too, Rick.  Don’t work too hard.”

 

“I’ll try not to.  Cheers, luv.”

 

“Bye.”

 

Deanna was dreamily staring ahead as she tried to put the receiver back on the phone and, instead, stuck it right in her corned beef!

 

 

                                                Chapter 20

 

That afternoon, Sav arrived at Joe’s, fully prepared for an onslaught of questions from his date with Deanna.  He decided to get it all out in the open first so he could concentrate the rest of the afternoon.

 

He entered the Garage where Joe and Phil were already waiting.  Sav stood in the doorway with his arms out.

 

“Okay, shoot.  Ask me anything you want now because I am not answering anything later.”

 

Joe smirked.  “Well, since you’re willing to answer anything, I’m gonna assume that there’s nothing interesting to hear.”

 

“We’ll just safely assume that you both retreated to separate beds Saturday night,” Phil added.

 

“For once, you both assume correctly,” Sav answered. 

 

“Are you gonna see her again?” Joe asked.

 

“Yes, Thursday.  The lads are home from school, so she’s closing the antique store so we can do something together.”

 

“Ooooh, a family day,” Phil leered.  “How cozy.”

 

“It was her suggestion to include the lads,” Sav said.  “I’m really looking forward to it and so is she.  Those lads are missing their mum something terrible and, well, I think Deanna’s presence will be welcome in their lives.”

 

“Remember Sav, they already have a ‘mum’,” Joe warned.

 

“Yeah, well, if she doesn’t get her arse back from the Orient fast, those lads are gonna forget they have a mum!” Sav shot back.  “She has no problem in going forward, so I’m gonna do the same thing.  My sons are not gonna suffer from her neglect.”

 

“So, I take it that you already think Deanna is a suitable replacement?” Phil asked.

 

Sav sat down and blew out a breath.  “Phil, I know its too early to tell.  We’ve only been out once.  But I’ve learned so much about her that tells me she’s special in that way.  Plus, there’s still so much I don’t know that I still want to find out.  I’m not gonna rush with her – in anything!”

 

Joe let out a long, low whistle.  “Wow, you really are all in a twist over her, especially not to rush getting her in bed.  Hope you have a nice, warm, stuffed teddy bear or something.”

 

“Joke all you want, Joe, but I’m doing this the right way.  I just don’t have myself to consider, but my sons.  Now, if that’s all you have to ask, then the question and answer hour is over.”

 

“Wait, wait….I have one,” Phil interjected.  “How did she react after she found out who you were?”

 

“Actually, she had already found out before our date, but it was after I asked her out,” Sav replied.  “She told a waitress friend of hers about this man named Rick Savage that she met and was asked out by and, well, the friend spilled the beans.  It still doesn’t matter.  Before she knew, I was just a divorced man who was ten years older than her with two little boys – and she still agreed to go out with me.  I know what I do won’t matter to her.  She’s fiercely independent and is committed to her antique store.  I mean, she moved her entire life all across the Atlantic to where she had no family or friends..  If that didn’t take guts, I don’t know what did.”

 

“Hmm, wonder why she would make such a drastic move like that,” Joe said thoughtfully.  “Did you ask her?”

 

“No, but in time I’ll find more out about her.  But, I gotta admit, I noticed a hint of sadness when she talked about moving here.  Not over missing home, but something else.”

 

“Like running away from a bad memory or…….relationship maybe?” Phil asked.

 

Sav shrugged.  “I don’t know.  But, like I said, I’m sure I’ll find out.”

 

 

 

 

                                                Chapter 21

 

 

Thursday arrived and, just like Sav had predicted, snow had blanketed most of Dublin – about 6 inches worth!

 

Deanna was up early that day, too excited about spending the day with him and his son’s to sleep past seven.  She immediately changed into some exercise clothes and did her workout video for 45 minutes.    She then had cottage cheese and fruit and a slice of toast for breakfast then took a long, hot shower.

 

Since they weren’t going anywhere fancy, not to mention the weather outside wasn’t appropriate for dressing up, Deanna opted for a nice pair of blue jeans and a soft, white v-neck sweater.  She then laced up her black shoe boots and chose to wear her hip length black leather coat and a pair of white gloves with a matching scarf.

 

Sav had called to confirm and was coming by to get her around noon.  She met him outside her flat building so he didn’t have to leave the boys in the car to come get her.  She got in the passenger’s side and smiled at Sav before looking in the back seat.

 

“Hello boys, its good to see you again,” Deanna said to them.

 

“Hi,” Alex said quietly, before looking out the window.  He looked disturbed about something and Deanna thought it was because he missed his mum.  She then looked at Sean, who was snickering in his hands while looking at her.

 

“And just what’s so funny?”

 

“Did you kiss my daddy?”

 

Sav looked in the rear view mirror.  “Okay, enough of that Sean.”  He then looked at Deanna.  “Sorry about that, luv.  Just when you think their attention span is short, they go and remember things you’d rather forget.”

 

Deanna flashed her beautiful, amethyst eyes at him.  “So, what you’re saying is that you’d rather forget kissing me the other night?”

 

Sav stared into her incredibly, lovely face as the memory of her kiss, as well as the huskiness in her voice, caused his heart to beat. 

 

“I don’t think I could forget that if I tried.”

 

In the backseat, Alex blew out a frustrated breath.  “Yuk, could you please stop talking about kissing!  Can we go, please?”

 

Sav turned in his seat.  “Mind your manners lad and watch how you speak to me, okay?  Alright, lets go.”

 

While they drove, Deanna looked at Alex.  “You okay Alex?”

 

Alex only nodded, still staring out the window.  Deanna left it alone and, instead, enjoyed the rural area that was coming into view as they exited downtown Dublin.  It was even more beautiful covered in snow.

 

“Wow, Rick look how peaceful all this looks!” she exclaimed.  “Whats that over there with all those tiny hills?”

 

“Oh, that’s a public golf course.”

 

“Do you golf?”

 

“I’ve dabbled here  and there, but I’m not addicted to it.  Its supposed to be relaxing, but I think its too nervewracking.”

 

As they approached the entertainment center, they were astonished to see it jam packed and with nary a parking spot to be found.  Sav looked around with little hope.

 

“Guess the bad weather kept all the kids home today and they decided to come here.  I don’t think we’re gonna get in.”

 

Alex was the first to protest.  “But dad, we’ve got to go in!”

 

“Well, we may not Alex.  The place is overcrowded.”

 

“But you promised!” Alex whined.

 

“I know I promised, but there’s nothing I can do lad,” Sav reasoned.  “I’m sorry.  We’ll have to think of something else.”

 

“I don’t want to do anything else,” Alex spat out.  “I wanted to go here.  You promised and now you’re breaking your promise – just like mum!”

 

Sav turned around with hurt, flaring eyes.  “That’ll be enough young man!  You will watch that mouth of yours else you’re gonna find my hand across it.  Now, we’re gonna spend the day together, but we have to find something else to do.”

 

“Whatever,” Alex mumbled to herself.

 

Suddenly, a brilliant idea overcame Deanna.  “Rick!” she said excitedly.   “I think I have something in mind that the boys might like.  But um…..I need you to make a stop somewhere.”

 

“Where?”

 

“Well, we passed a toy store way back.  Take me there, okay?”

 

“Yeah, toy store!” Sean sang out.

 

Alex just rolled his eyes.

 

“Actually Sean, I’m just gonna run in the toy store really fast, okay?”

 

“No, I want to go in too,” he protested.

 

“Well you can’t because it’ll spoil the surprise.  You’ll see.”

 

Sav smiled appreciatively at Deanna for her patience and also wondering what she had up her sleeve.  He let her out in front of the toy store as she ran inside.  About 15 minutes later, she came out with two, huge bags in her hands.  Sav popped the trunk from inside as she placed the bags in before getting back into the car.

 

“What on earth did you buy?”

 

“You’ll see!  Now….drive back to that public golf course.”

 

Sav gave her a weird look, before turning the car around and heading back.  Deanna took the opportunity to look in the backseat at the boys.

 

“Wait till you see what I’ve got in store for you boys!”

 

Sean was excited, whereas Alex just shrugged with disappointment.  She hoped that when he saw what she had he’d change his mind.

 

When Sav pulled into the golf course, he popped the trunk as Deanna got out.  He stopped the car and both boys got out of the car with him as they watched Deanna take the two bags out of the trunk.

 

She then surveyed the snowy hills of the golf course.  “Perfect!”

 

“For what?” Sav insisted.

 

Deanna then pulled two round, plastic snow saucers out of the bag.

 

“A little old fashioned sledding!”

 

 

 

                                                Chapter 22

 

Sav folded his arms and smiled wide as he saw Deanna drop the two plastic saucers onto the snowy golf course then proceeded to plop herself right down in the middle of one.

 

And, without batting an eye, precious 5 year old Sean settled himself down right in front of her.  She then looked up at him.

 

“Well, what are you and Alex waiting for?  C’mon!”

 

Sav looked down at the saucer then back at Deanna.  “You….you mean me?  Deanna, I haven’t sledded since…….crikey, I don’t think I ever did.  England isn’t known for its winter snowstorms.”

 

“Well, there’s a first for everything,” she replied.  “And, I think there’s someone behind you who finally perked up.”

 

Sav turned around to see 7 year old Alex with a smile on his face and a light in his eyes that he hadn’t seen in months.  He would’ve given anything to see that since then.  And now he had…..and it was all because of Deanna’s quick thinking and giving heart.

 

“Lets go, lets go!” Sean shouted, trying to scoot forward to get the saucer to go down the hill.

 

“Okay,” Deanna replied, looking up at Sav.  “See down the end of the hill.”

 

With that, she pushed off and her and Sean went sliding down the sloping hill.  The sound of Sean’s laughter rang through the golf course like music to his ears.  Sean was never a problem, for he was too young to pick up on what was going on.  Once he was introduced to something new or fun, he forgot all else.  But Alex was different.  The divorce, not to mention not seeing his mum, clung to him, no matter what he was doing.  But Sav would make damn sure that he forgot about it today.

 

He turned to his eldest son.  “What say you, lad?  Wanna take a spin down the hill?”

 

Alex ran over and sat down in the saucer.  “Cool!  I’ve never done this before.  Its like a rollercoaster with snow.”

 

Sav gingerly situated himself behind Alex, not knowing what to do with his long legs.  He put his booted feet on the edge in front of him then grabbed the side handle with one hand while his other arm went around Alex to protect him.

 

“Okay…..here goes,” he said as he pushed off.  Alex whooped it up all the way down just like an excited little boy.  Sav had to admit to that, for a 40 year old man, it was a fun thrill.  Of course, the joy upon his children’s faces and being in the presence of a beautiful young woman who caused it, topped any thrilling feat.

 

When they landed at the bottom, they met up with Deanna who was trying to keep Sean from climbing back up with the large saucer in order to go back down again.

 

“I wanna go again, c’mon!” Sean said, tugging on her arm.

 

“Oh, we will,” Deanna replied.  “We’ll all climb back up together, okay?”

 

Sean pouted, but he nodded.

 

When Sav stretched his long body up out of the saucer, he went over to Deanna.  She took him and wasted no time taking note of him.

 

“Well, you certainly look like a young kid with a wide smile,” she said.

 

“I feel like one, if you can imagine,” he replied.  He looked at Deanna’s lovely face.  Her cheeks were pinkened from the cold air and her gorgeous amethyst colored eyes were sparkling like a diamond.

 

Deanna flushed a bit at his appraisal, even as her eyes locked on his stunning blue ones.  He looked not one bit a 40 year old divorced father, but a bright-eyed youth with nary a care in the world.

 

They said not a word, for their eyes spoke volumes to each other.  The electricity between them at the moment made them forget their surroundings, until a snowball right in the middle of Sav’s back made him remember.

 

He turned to see Alex with an evil grin on his face forming snowballs in his tiny hands.

 

“Why you little……” Sav said as he collected some snow to throw back.

 

Before long, the four of them were pelting each other with snow.  Deanna was even getting Sav good, causing him to lose his footing and fall on his bum.  But, not before he grabbed onto Deanna’s sleeve and took her with him.

 

She toppled right across his long body that was warm, despite the weather.  Their faces were mere inches and their visible breath mingled.

 

His lips were inches from hers and he’d been going out of his mind with want to kiss her again since their first date.  The sight of her moist, parted, lips caused him to lick his own in anticipation as he noticed her eyes darken from clear amethyst to a deep purple of desire.

 

Before he could lean up to kiss her, he saw a tiny pair of arms wrap around her neck from behind her and try to pull her up.

 

“C’mon Deanna, I wanna sled again,” Sean squealed.

 

Deanna raised her eyebrows at Sav and got off him, his body protesting from the absence of her soft heat.

 

“Yeah dad, c’mon….lets do it again,” Alex said with euphoria.

 

Deanna grabbed the saucer with one hand and Sean’s hand with the other, then turned to Sav.

 

“You heard him……lets do it!”

 

As she disappeared back up the hill, Sav thought that was a brilliant idea.

 

But….he wasn’t referring to sledding!

 

 

                                                Chapter 23

 

After an hour and a half of sledding, Sav thought that Alex and Sean would’ve been knackered.  Instead, they were wound up tight as a string, not to mention that their clothes were damp from the snow.

 

He went over to Deanna.  “You know, I really wanted all of us to go somewhere nice for lunch, but those two don’t look like they’d be able to sit still.  Plus, I really don’t think they should be sitting all day in damp clothes, only to be fighting a cold later on.”

 

“Rick, if you want, we can get something to go and go back to your house so you can get the boys into some dry clothes,” Deanna suggested, before she realized that she may have spoke too soon.  “Uh…that is…..I mean……I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to invite myself over, I just thought it would be more convenient, you know?”

 

Deanna bit her lip over her presumptuousness.  Maybe he didn’t want her at his house?

 

“If you really don’t mind, that would be lovely,” Sav replied.  “The last thing I planned on was spending the day at home.  I wanted for us to spend the day out doing something fun.”

 

“Oh Rick, I’m sorry,” she said worriedly.  “I guess I didn’t think about the affect the sledding would have on the boys…..”

 

“No,  no, no, its not your fault,” Sav quickly added.  “I haven’t seen them have so much fun, nor laugh so hard since…….well, a long time, lets put it that way.”

 

“Daddy, Deanna, c’mon, lets go up the hill again!”

 

A somber moment was interrupted by 5 year old Sean who seemed to have been energized by the spontaneous sledding.  Alex quickly added his own feelings.

 

“I’m hungry.  Can we go eat something?”

 

“That’s what we’re talking about now,” Sav told him.  “However, you lads need to get into some dry colds, else you’ll catch your death and miss school.”

 

Alex’s face lit up.  “Really?  If I get sick, I can stay home?”

 

“Forget it, lad.  You’re not staying home from school because you won’t be getting sick.  What we’re gonna do is get something to go and bring it back to the house so I can get you changed.”

 

“But dad, I don’t want to go home!” Alex protested.  “You said we were gonna spend the day doing something fun.”

 

“And we will, but it’ll have to be inside,” Sav said.  “We can still make it fun.”

 

“That’s right,” Deanna added.  “How about……we get some ingredients to make some good, sloppy tacos and maybe rent a movie?”

 

“Tacos?” Alex said.  “What are those?”

 

“Well, they’re Mexican.  You have these big taco shells, that are really one big corn chip, and you fill them with meat and cheese and sour cream and taco sauce and they’re a really big mess to eat, but a lot of fun.”

 

“Mmm, sounds good,” Alex replied.  “I guess that’s okay.  But not cartoon for a movie.”

 

“I wanna see Bug’s Life,” Sean shouted, jumping up and down.

 

Alex winced and turned to his younger brother.  “We already saw that!  We have it on tape.  We’re not gonna watch some baby movie.”

 

“I’m not a baby!” Sean shot back.

 

“Enough lads,” Sav interjected between them.  “What did I tell you about behaving yourself today?  I meant it.  Now, this is the plan.  We’re going the video store and get something that’s appropriate for all of us.  Then we’re stopping by the market and get stuff to make tacos and then we’re going home.  We’ll have a fun day lads, I promise.”

 

Alex looked at him with uncertainty, not too big on promises that have been made to him lately, especially by his mum.

 

“Rick, I have an idea,” Deanna said.  “Since we’ll be going back to your house, why don’t you drop me off at my apartment first and I’ll get my car?  This way here, you won’t have to bundle the boys up later to take me home.”

 

Sav went over and stood before her.  “You don’t have to do that Deanna.  I can call Gail to come stay with them so I can take you home.”

 

“Rick, there’s no need to bother your nanny just so you can take me home.  I don’t mind, really.  It probably won’t be a late night since I’ve got to opent he shop tomorrow.”

 

“I know, and I’ve got to get those two buggers up for school before heading to Joe’s,” he replied.  “That would helpful if you did that.”

 

“Then lets go then,” Deanna said.  “We’ve got a whole afternoon ahead of us.”

 

Sav watched Deanna walk back to the car with Sean following her like she was the Pied Piper.    Alex was close behind, shuffling the snow with his feet. 

 

He looked forward to her spending the rest of the afternoon with him, but couldn’t help but wonder if, and when, she’d ever spend the night.

 

                                                Chapter 24

 

After all agreeing on Toy Story 2 and walking out of the market with 3 bags of groceries, Deanna got in her car and followed Sav and the boys to his house in Dalkey.

 

As she followed him up the long, private road, her eyes widened through the windshield as she caught her first view of his marvelous home, set upon a hill overlooking the ocean.  It was a home that befitted someone of his celebrity.

 

She parked her car next to his and helped him in with the groceries.  As soon as the door opened, Sean went running in, followed by Alex, but not before Sav stopped him.

 

“Aye, lads, come back here and take your shoes off.  You’re will not track wet snow on the wood floors.”

 

Deanna instinctly bent down and helped Sean off with his shoes and coat and Alex took care of himself.   She then turned to Sav.

 

“If its okay with you, I can start some prep work on these in your kitchen while you get the boys changes.”

 

“Sure, that’ll be fine.  Follow me.”

 

Deanna followed down a magnificent foyer and allowed her eyes to peruse the meticulously decorated surroundings which was a mix of contemporary flair and old world charm.  Her eyes immediately locked onto several antique pieces that piqued her interest.  Sav saw her looking around and knew exactly what she was thinking.

 

“After we’re done and settled, I’ll give you a more formal tour, if you’d like.”

 

“I’d love to,” she said.  “I think I’ve fallen in love with your antique collection.  You definitely have good taste.”

 

He looked deep into her eyes.  “I guess I have the knack for knowing a treasure when I see one.”

 

Deanna flustered under his gaze and the heat of his words until reality set in.

 

“Dad, I’m hungry,” Alex whined.  “I want those tacos.”

 

Sav huffed and looked at Deanna.  “Excuse me,” he said before turning to Alex.  “Alexander John, get to your room right now!  You’ll change out of those clothes and then you’ll wait for me while I change your brother.  I don’t like your impatience or your rudeness today.”

 

“But……”

 

“Upstairs now!”

 

Alex let out a loud huff before stomping up the stairs.  Sav then turned apologetically to Deanna.  “You said you wanted to spend the day with my kids.  At least you’re seeing them at their best-worst”

 

Deanna laughed over his attempt to cover up his agitation.  “Rick, they’re little boys who miss their mum – well, Alex mainly.    He has no outlet to vent his frustration, so he’s just doing it however he can.”

 

Sav’s eyebrows went up.  “Well, you seem to have some insight to this, especially for someone who doesn’t have children of her own.  I think you’ll make a good mum someday.”

 

Deanna’s insides tightened as soon as he said those words, but she wouldn’t allow it to show upon her face.

 

“Guess so.  Well, I’ll get these tacos started.”

 

“Okay, I won’t be long,” he said as he went up the stairs.

 

Deanna went into the kitchen and placed the groceries on the long trestle table and began to hunt around the drawers and cabinets for utensils and dishes.  She found a pan and began to brown the meat with the taco seasoning.  While that was cooking, she cut up lettuce, olives and tomatoes.  She then found some small dishes and placed the sour cream and taco sauce in each before opening up a large package of shredded cheese to place in another large dish.

 

All the while, she thought about what Sav said about her making a great mom.  The only way she could do that was to someone elses children, for she would never have a chance with children of her own.

 

A thought then crossed her mind that worried her.  Sure, it was only their second date, but, should things work out between them, well….what if he should want to marry again and have more children?  Did she just think that because he already had two that he wouldn’t want more?  If they did get on well together, there would come a point where she would have to tell him about her inabilities.  Would that affect whether or not he still wanted to be with her?

 

Deanna shook her head to clear her thoughts.  It was much too early to be thinking these things.  It was, after all, only their second date.  However, if things went well tonght, she anticipated a third and maybe…another after that.  There was still a lot she didn’t know about Rick as to what he wants for his future and was sure that she’d find these things out over time.  For now, she just concentrated on the present.

 

She just hoped she wasn’t setting her heart up for another let down.

 

                                                Chapter 25

 

After a messy round of tacos, Sav decided it was best to get the boys cleaned up and in the pajamas before they started the movie.  He knew that watching videos had a tendency to make them sleepy, so he wanted them ready for bed when it was over.

 

Without a thought, Deanna offered to help Sav and took Sean.  She helped him wash his hands and face and brush his teeth before allowing him to select his favorite pair of pajamas with Buzz Lightyear on them, which was appropriate, considering the movie they were going to watch.  She then took a brush and brushed his soft brown wavy hair into place before lovingly caressing his head.  Sean looked up and gave her an innocent beam of delight that only a child can give.  Her heart, and womb, thumped at the look before realizing that these were not her children.

 

The four of them took to the couch and watched the movie and afterwards, as suspected, Alex and Sean had nodded off.

 

“Guess all that sledding finally caught up to them,” Sav said.  “Here, watch Sean for me while I take Alex upstairs.  I’ll come back down for him.”

 

“No, that’s okay.  I’ll take Sean.  No need to make two trips.”

 

Sav gave her a warm, appreciative smile and she knew right away where Sean got his heartstopping grin.  “Thank you, Deanna.  You’ve pretty much been the savior today.”

 

“Nonsense,” she replied.  “I would’ve done this even if our original plans got changed.  Like I told you, I’m quite a homebody and much prefer evenings like this.”

 

Sav gingerly hoisted Alex into his arms and looked at Deanna.  “Well, if we continue to see each other, you better get used to evenings like this.”

 

Deanna didn’t answer.  All she did was gather a sleepy Sean in her arms and gave Sav a smile that said all she had to say.  After putting both boys down, they went back downstairs and realized that they were truly alone for the first time today.  Even if his sons weren’t right upstairs, Sav was going to stay true to his word and not rush this wonderful thing he has going with this extrodinary woman.

 

“Now that its officially ‘adult time’, would you care for a glass of wine?”

 

“Yes, please,” Deanna replied.

 

Sav came back with a glass of chablis and handed it to her.  He then looked at the clock and saw that it was almost 9.  Deanna followed his eyes and saw where he was looking.

 

“I didn’t realize it was that late,” she said.  “I better leave as soon as I finish this…..”

 

“No…no, I didn’t look at the clock because I was trying to get rid of you,” Sav quickly corrected himself.  “On the contrary, I couldn’t wait for this day to arrive.  And…moreso, I couldn’t wait to get those lads upstairs to bed so we could be alone.”

 

Deanna was both anxious and tense.  She knew that nothing would happen between them so soon, but she knew that if things continued on as they did, a physical relationship between the two of them would be apparent.  She hadn’t been intimate with a man in quite some time and it scared her.  Scared of the emotion that it would bring out in her…..scared that her heart would become open and vulnerable……scared that, once she told Sav about herself, her open heart would be shattered to pieces. 

 

As much as she was attracted to this man, she needed to know where he stood on desiring more children before she gave her heart.  Although she knew it was way too early in their relationship to be thinking of anything serious, the way things were progressing and the hints that he’d been giving that he wanted them to progress, told her to be prepared.  Sure, there was always adoption, but, as she painfully learned, most men wanted children of their own body.

 

She watched him sit down next to her on the couch and hold his wineglass up.

 

“To avoiding disaster today,” he toasted with a grin.

 

Deanna clinked her glass with his and counter-toasted.  “To a day and night that was filled with fun, laughter, warmth and……….”

 

Deanna halted as her emotions came out of her mouth faster than she wanted.   But Sav wouldn’t have her hold back.

 

He leaned in dangerously close.  “What?  Tell me?”

 

Looking up at hisbeautiful face and skin melting blue eyes, Deanna couldn’t deny him. 

 

“……you,” she finished

 

Sav’s heart hammered at the thought of this woman’s feeling growing for him so soon.  Never did he think he would luck out like this.  He calmed himself as they both sipped their wine.  He then put his glass down then took  hers out of her hand and placed it next to his on the coffee table.

 

He then took her hand and looked deep into her amethyst eyes.  “Deanna, I had a brilliant time today.  Even though we didn’t get to do what I planned, it turned out lovely anyway.”

 

Deanna just sat there speechless, letting his smooth accent wash over her – even as he leaned his head in closer to hers.

 

“Absolutely lovely,” he huskily whispered inches from her lips before he touched them with his own.

 

Deanna never knew a kiss quite like this.  Maybe it was because he was older and, well, much more experienced, considering his past.  But this wasn’t the kiss of a swaggering, full of himself rock star who knows he could charm any woman he desired.  This was the kiss of a man who just knew how!

 

She slid her hands up towards his neck, aching to run her fingers through his air and was rewarded with a low groan when she did.  Only their lips played with each other, until she felt his cautious tongue softly caress the inside of her lower lip.

 

Deanna pulled him closer to her and met her tongue with his.  This was what she was waiting for since he kissed her on her doorstep last Saturday night.  She wanted nothing more than for this moment to go on forever.  Just the two of them.

 

Until……

 

“Daddy?  Daddy, where are you?”

 

That anguished voice was that of Alex as he came in the family room looking for his father.  Sav had leaned so far down into Deanna that he wasn’t visible from the back of the couch.  Their lips parted instantly and Sav shot up.

 

“Alex, whats wrong?”

 

Alex didn’t look too good and he was holding his hand to his stomach. 

 

“I……I don’t feel good, daddy.  I…….I…”

 

Deanna knew that look.  She had enough friends with kids to know.  And, considering that Alex wasn’t used to eating Mexican, it could only mean one thing.

 

“Uh oh,” Deanna muttered as she jumped off the couch and whisked Alex into the nearest half bath just in time for him to empty the entire contents of his stomach into the toilet.

 

                            

                                                Chapter 26

 

Deanna held Alex’s forehead as the 7 year old heaved up his entire taco dinner.  Sav came in and knelt down on the other side of Alex.

 

“Oh no.  I guess the Mexican didn’t agree with him.”

 

Deanna got up.  “I think I saw some ginger ale in your fridge.  That’ll calm his stomach a bit afterwards.”

 

Deanna left as Sav held Alex’s forehead with one hand and lovingly rubbed his back with the other.  He was grateful that Deanna acted as quickly as he did, and was amazed that she recognized the look of nausea on Alex’s face.  Her care and tender touch made him appreciate her more.

 

When Alex had nothing left in his tummy, Sav helped him up.

 

“You okay little mate?”

 

Alex just nodded.  “Yeah.  Feels a little better.”

 

Sav then ran the faucet so Alex could rinse his mouth out before grabbing a tissue to wipe the tears that formed in his eyes.

 

“Its okay Alex.  All those Mexican seasonings probably didn’t agree with you.”

 

Alex just nodded as more tears formed in his eyes.

 

“Hey, its okay,” Sav consoled him.  “Does your tummy still hurt?”

 

Alex shook his head.  “No, its just……I was scared.”

 

“I know what you mean,” Sav said.  “Its not a pleasant feeling, the one right before you have to throw up.”

 

“No, I mean…I was scared when I came looking for you and didn’t see you.”

 

Sav flushed a bit, remembering that he was halfway reclined on the couch kissing Deanna when Alex came down looking for him.

 

“There was nothing to be scared about Alex.  I was here.  You just didn’t see me.”

 

Alex sniffed in a sob.  “I…I know, but…..at the time I thought….I thought…..”

 

“What?”

 

“I thought you went away with Deanna the way mum went away with Jonathan.”

 

Sav sat on the bathroom floor and took Alex into his arms and allowed him to cry.  “Alex, listen to me.  I know you miss your mum and that she’s been away a lot, but I am not going anywhere.  I will always be here.  Always.  No matter what.  Do you understand?”

 

“I guess,” Alex replied with a sniffle.

 

Just then, Deanna came in with a glass of ginger ale in one hand and some crackers in another.  “I hope you don’t mind, Rick.  I went through your cabinets to see if you had any plain crackers.  These and the soda might take the nausea away a bit.”

 

Sav took the glass from her and gave it to Alex to drink.  Alex drank it down, then let out a little burp.  Sav raised his brows and looked at him sternly.

 

“Excuse me,” Alex sheepishly said.  “Um….but, it felt good to burp.”

 

“That’s okay,” Deanna said, handing him a cracker.  “Here, this may soak up that yucky feeling in your tummy, okay?”

 

Alex nodded as Sav helped him up.  “Well, I guess we better get you back to bed.”

 

“No, could….could I stay up a while longer?  Just until I feel a bit better?”

 

Sav knew that he’d have no more alone time with Deanna tonight, but his son was more important right now.  Deanna knew that too.

 

“Okay, but only for a bit.”

 

“I really should get going too,” Deanna said.  “I’ve got to open the shop tomorrow.”

 

“Let me get your coat.”

 

“No, that’s okay.  Stay with your son.  I remember where the closet is.”

 

Deanna came back with her coat and gloves on and grabbed her purse from the chair.  Sav got up and went to her.  “At least let me walk you to the door.”

 

“You’ll have to do more than that,” Deanna said with a grin.

 

Sav widened his eyes.

 

“I mean, you’ll have to give me directions to get out of here and back to the main road.”

 

“Oh….okay.  Its easy, really.”

 

Deanna went over to Alex who was snuggled on the couch.  “Goodnight, Alex.  I’m sorry that you got sick, but I’m sure you’ll feel better soon.  I had fun today and I hope you did too.”

 

Alex looked at her with slightly guarded eyes.  “Yeah, I had fun.  I liked the sledding.”

 

“Well, those saucers are yours to keep for you and your brother.”

 

“Thank you.”

 

Deanna walked to the door where Sav awaited her.  “Well?”

 

“Today has been a day of unexpected surprises, that’s for sure,” Sav said.  “As wonderful as a time I had, I think I still prefer to have an evening with just the two of us.  I was thinking….do you like Japanese?”

 

“Oooh, I love Japanese restaurants,” Deanna said with enthusiasm.  “Its so much fun to watch them prepare the food right in front of you.”

 

“Well, then I’ve got just the place for us to go then.  That is….if you want to go out again.”

 

“Of course I do.  Why wouldn’t I?”

 

Sav looked a bit shy.  “Oh, I don’t know.  Thought maybe tonight may have scared you off.”

 

“Rick, don’t be ridiculous.  Alex didn’t get sick on purpose.”

 

“Oh,..oh, I know that, its just…..well, if we keep seeing each other, interruptions such as these may happen again.  Until their mum returns and takes them for a few weeks, they are my first priority.  They have to come first and, well, things may come up that may infringe upon our plans.”

 

“And you think that may make me not want to see you anymore?  If anything, that makes me want to see you all the more.  The fact that you’re a loving and caring father is a high quality that’s very appealing.  I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

 

Sav took her hand and kissed it.  “Thanks, luv.”

 

After giving her directions back to the main road, Sav leaned in to give her a kiss.  “Goodnight, and thank you again so much for all you did tonight.  Once I find out my schedule for the rest of the week, I’ll call you and we’ll discuss the weekend, okay?”

 

“Okay.  Goodnight Rick.  And um…..sweet dreams.”

 

With a flash of her amethyst eyes, Deanna turned and went to her car as Sav’s eyes followed her.

 

“Yes, sweet dreams indeed,” he muttered.   

 

 

                                                Chapter 27

 

The next morning Sav got both boys off to school.  He first had to endure an argument from Alex who was trying to pursuade him to let him stay home from school, claiming that his stomach still hurt.  But he knew when his eldest son was faking it and sent him off with a frown for a reward.

 

He arrived at Joe’s house around noon to find him and Phil in the kitchen.

 

“G’morning,” Sav greeted.

 

Joe eyes Phil before looking at Sav.  “You mean….afternoon, mate.”

 

Sav went into Joe’s cabinet to grab a cup as he caught his goof up.  “Oh yeah right.  Afternoon.  Sorry, my mind’s elsewhere.”

 

“That’s right!” Phil said with a smirk.  “Yesterday was the big day with Deanna and the kids.  How’d it go?”

 

After pouring some hot water into a cup and adding a tea bag, Sav joined them at the table.  “Considering that every plan I had got messed up, it turned out to be lovely.”

 

“What happened?” Joe asked.

 

“Well, first off, we couldn’t go to the entertainment center because half of Dublin was there with their kids due to school being cancelled because of the snow.  But, Deanna saved the day and bought some snow saucers and we took the kids sledding at the golf course.  Afterwards, they were too wired, not to mention soaked through, to go out to eat, so Deanna suggested buying stuff to make tacos, rent a video and go back to my house.  Everything was fine till we put the kids to bed.  I finally got some alone time with her and, well, just when things got a little close, Alex comes downstairs claiming an upset stomach.  Fortunately, Deanna noticed the look on his face and got him to the loo just in time for him to throw his entire dinner up.”

 

Joe chuckled.  “Not exactly a dream date.  If anything scares her off for good, it would’ve been last night.”

 

“For your information Joe, she was a real trooper about it.  I mean, here I am, the parent, yet she never had children and knew exactly what to do.  I’ll tell ya this much, she’d make a fine mum someday.”

 

“So, finally,” Phil exclaimed.  “You’ve found Karen’s replacement.”

 

“Phil, please, its still too soon.  But she’s about the most perfect thing I’ve found so far.  She knows that my lads are part of the package and if she accepts me then she has to accept them as well.  No questions.”

 

“Hmmm, seems to me that these ‘mummy’ skills she showed last night was a little hint,” Joe said.

 

“Meaning…..?”

 

“Meaning,” Joe continued, “perhaps she’s looking towards you as possible father material as well.  I mean, she’s only 30 Sav.  She’s got to want children of her own.  I just hope your situation doesn’t discourage her.”

 

“What do you mean my situation?”

 

“Well, you are ten years older than her with two boys of your own already,” Phil said.  “She may think you’re done pro-creating and may not want more.”

 

“That’s not true,” Sav said adamantly.  “ I mean, c’mon….40 isn’t old – just older than her, that’s all.  If things work out for us down the line and we got serious, I wouldn’t mind having a child with a woman such as herself.  She’s more of a mum than Karen would ever be.”

 

“Well, have you hinted that you’d be willing to have more children?”

 

“C’mon, mates!” Sav said.  “I’ve only been out with the woman twice and you want me to talk about having children already?  Be sensible!”

 

“Well, you could just casually let her know,” Joe said.  “Just some general comment.  This way here, it’ll save her from wondering if you want more, just in case she is.”

 

“Trust me mate,” Phil said.  “If she’s 30, then her clock is a ticking.  If she’s that wonderful with your lads that you’d consider her step-mum material, then chances are she’d want children of her own.”

 

Sav thought it over.  “Maybe you’re right.  Maybe I’ll just casually mention something, like you said.  Maybe once she knows that I’d like more children, she’d feel more assured.” 

 

 

                                                Chapter 27

 

That following Sunday evening, Sav took Deanna out to Sakura on New Street in Dublin.  They had a fantastic time as they shared their hibachi table with three sixty-ish couples who were a complete hoot.  All three older couples were longtime friends who were now retired empty nesters, enjoying life as they did when they were younger and childless.    As the sake’ flowed among all of them, one of the older ladies commented on what a lovely couple Sav and Deanna made.  Sav responded by agreeing, which made Deanna tingle inside.

 

They ended the evening at Deanna’s doorstep, however each didn’t know that the other wanted so badly for it to continue inside.  Sav was still adamant about taking it slow as not to scare Deanna off, while she, in turn, didn’t want to appear to be an easy conquest to a man who’s had one too many in his lifetime.  But each time they spent together or talked on the phone drew them closer to each other, which made saying goodnight and retreating to separate beds frustrating.

 

For the following few days, Sav made a point to stop by Deanna’s shop and visit with her before heading over to Joe’s.  He couldn’t see enough of her.  She was the first thing he thought of when his eyes opened in the morning and his last thought before drifting off to sleep at night, albiet the latter made for a frustrating night’s sleep!

 

Sav had thought about bringing up the idea of wanting more children, but decided to hold off a bit until things progressed a little more seriously between them.  And for that, he meant physically.  Although he kept his word to himself, being a perfect gentleman around Deanna, with the exception of several steamy kisses, was proving to be trying.  It wasn’t so much that she was young, exceptionally beautiful with a body that he couldn’t wait to get his hands on.  However, it was her warmth, wit, sensitivity and ease in talking to that was drawing him to her more and more.  But, most importantly, she adored his children.

 

That in itself told Sav that she’d make a brilliant mother.  He so often pictured her holding a wee little babe – theirs!  He curesed his silly, schoolboy thoughts at times, but after a disasterous marriage to someone who lacked the qualities that were so important to him in a woman, he couldn’t help it.

 

And no sooner than the thought of Karen came to mind, his telephone rang one morning before he left the house.

 

“ello?”

 

“Hi Rick, its me.  I just wanted to let you know that we’re back.”

 

Sav blew out a long, relieved breath upon hearing his ex-wife’s voice – only for his lads’ sake.

 

“Well, welcome back,” he replied with forced enthusiasm.  “How was the Orient?”

 

“Fabulous!” Karen exclaimed.  “I sure could get used to their ways over there.”

 

Sav cringed inside, regretting that he asked her.  He really didn’t want to hear about her jetsetting adventures with her corporate raider husband.  He had more important things that he needed to discuss with her.

 

“Well, I’m glad you’re back,” he said.  “The lads have missed you terribly – Alex especially.”

 

“Yes, I’m sure they have,” she said with a lack of warmth in her voice.  “Um….I’m sure that you’re wanting to know when I can take them.”

 

Sav’s insides tightened.  “I would think that you can’t wait to see them, Karen.”

 

“Oh….oh, I do,” she quickly corrected her.  “Um…..I can come for them this Friday.  Is that alright?”

 

“That’s perfect,” Sav said.  “I’ll make sure they’re packed enough for a few weeks.”

 

“A few weeks?” Karen questioned. 

 

“Yes,” Sav answered sternly.  “Don’t you remember your promise the last time you called and cancelled on them?  You promised them a long visit.  Did you forget?”

 

“No, I didn’t,” Karen said with a little disappointment.  “Well, maybe I did.  Its just that the middle of next week, Jonathan has a dinner meeting…..”

 

“Karen, with all due respect, I really don’t care what Jonathan has,” Sav cut her off.  “All I care about is what you’re supposed to have and that is your two sons with you.  You work you schedule around your children, not the other way around.”

 

“Don’t tell me what to do Rick,” she said with a huff.  “I said I’d take them and I will.”

 

“For two weeks?” Sav reiterated.

 

After a slight pause, Karen answered.  “Yes, for two weeks.  Now, if you’re done planning my life, I’ve got to get going.  I’ve got unpacking to do, not to mention that the cleaning people will be here as well.  I’ve got to prepare the lads’ rooms too.  I’ll be by Friday morning to get them, okay?”

 

“Fine.  Thank you.”

 

“Bye.”

 

Sav hung up the phone, although he wanted to take the receiver and fling it across the room.  If Karen was trying to hide her undesire to see her children she wasn’t doing a good job of it.  Hopefully once she saw them she’d change.  She was probably just wired from her trip and flight.  These children were her responsibility too and he would be damned if they’d get hurt because of her.

 

                            

                                                Chapter 28

 

That Friday, Sav was relieved when Karen showed up, as promised, to pick up Alex and Sean.  Both lads practically ran him down as they made a bee line to their mum.  Karen bent down and hugged her sons and covered them with kisses as they both assailed her ears with all their exciting news that they wanted to fill her in on.  Sean’s news caught Karen’s ear first.

 

“Daddy’s got a girlfriend……her name is Deanna….she’s so pretty….she keeps toys in her store…..and….and she took us sledding…and….we…we watched Toy Story 2……and…..daddy likes her a lot.”

 

Sav closed his eyes and shook his head back and forth as Karen stood up.  “Out of the mouths of babes,” she said with a smirk.  “So, you’ve met someone?  She sounds lovely.  Whats this about a store?”

 

“She owns a new antique shop in Dublin center,” Sav replied.  “The handle broke off my rolltop desk.  I brought it to Whytes, but they were closed.  I happened upon Deanna’s shop and, well…that’s how we met.  She keeps an area for children that has toys as not to discourage customers with children.”

 

“Hmm, she sounds charming,” Karen said a little funny.  “Well, its nice to know she likes children.”

 

“Yes….it is,” Sav said with a tone.

 

“Well, c’mon lads, lets get going,” Karen said, gathering their stuff.  “Wait till you see the presents I brought you back from the Orient.”

 

“What?” Alex asked wide-eyed.  “What did you buy me?”

 

“If I tell you, it won’t be a surprise,” Karen said.  “C’mon.”

 

“Aye, one moment,” Sav said, going over to Alex.  He knelt down beside him.  “You have all the phone numbers on a piece of paper in your bag, right?”

 

“Yes dad.”

 

“Okay.  You call and let me know how you are, okay?”

 

“Okay.”

 

Sav watched his exuberant sons walk out the door with their mum.  Just seeing them so excited made him feel good.  He then finished up around the house and grabbed his car keys and left.  He wanted to visit Deanna first before heading to Joe’s.

 

Sav entered Renaissance Antiques around noon to find Deanna behind the counter as a young woman inspected a mantle clock she was considering purchasing.  Deanna looked up when the bell above the door jingled and her insides tumbled at the sight of him.

 

The woman inspecting the clock turned around and nearly dropped the clock.  She then looked back at Deanna.

 

“Do you know who that is?” she whispered.

 

“Yes I do,”  Deanna whispered back.  “Excuse me please.”

 

Deanna walked over to Sav who gave her a kiss when she got close enough.   Out of the corner of her eye, Deanna could see the woman’s mouth practically hit the floor.  She bubbled inside before noticing the obvious happiness upon his face.

 

“You look exceptionally happy today,” she said.

 

“I am,” Sav replied.  “Not only am I dating the lovliest thing in Dublin, but the lads’ mum picked them up a little while ago for a long visit.  They were so happy, which relieves me.  I thought Karen was gonna go back on her word again.”

 

Deanna smiled.  “I’m glad she didn’t, for the boys’ sake.  Alex especially.  He seems to have taken this very hard.”

 

“Its difficult for him, where as Sean is too young to fully understand.  Alex is just at that age where certain things make sense.  I’m just glad they’re with her.”

 

Deanna folded her arms.  “So, what do you plan to do in that big house without two little ones scampering about?”

 

Sav flashed his brilliant blues at her and gave her a sexy, upturned grin.  “Haven’t thought about it yet.  Have any suggestions?”

 

Deanna had a hundred of them, but none she could repeat.  She decided upon something she’d been thinking about for the past two days and decided to go for it.

 

“Well, if you’d like, I’d love to make dinner for you.  I haven’t cooked for anyone in a long time, but I promise not to poison you!”

 

“That sounds lovely,” Sav replied, anticipating an evening alone with her.

 

“Good, I’m glad.  I’m not much for going out all the time.  Like I said, I much more prefer evenings in with a homecooked dinner and a video. Or….maybe I’ll challenge you to a game of Scrabble.”

 

“You’re on!  Name the day and time.”

 

“Um….it might be best to do it Sunday evening, only because I can’t close up the shop too early on Saturday.  I’ll close up around 2 on Sunday and that’ll give me enough time to go home and prepare.”

 

“Perfect,” Sav replied.  “I’ll bring the wine.”

 

“And your appetite,” Deanna reminded.

 

“That luv, is a given,” he said with a leer.  He had an appetite and it wasn’t for food and he wondered if this coming Sunday would be the night.

 

 

                                                Chapter 29

 

By 6pm Sunday evening, Deanna had everything set.  She had a deliciously seasoned pork roast in the oven, cooking in a pan surrounded with carmelized onions, potatoes and carrots.  A crisp tossed salad was made along with buttermilk rolls.  In the refrigerator, a chocolate trifle chilled in a glass bowl for dessert.

 

She had carefully dressed in black pants and a white wrap top.  She pulled the sides of her silky blonde hair up which displayed tiny silver hoops hanging from her ears that matched a silver drop choker around her neck.

 

As she lit two taper candles on a lovely table set for two, the doorbell rang.  Her hands shook as she blew the match out to answer the door.  Sav stood there in black trousers, black leather coat and a charcoal colored buttoned shirt.  She saw a flash of a tiny silver cross peek through the opening of his shirt and the twinkling of an earring that showed through his soft blonde hair.

 

“Good evening,” Sav said, walking in with two bottles of wine in his hand.  “I initially bought white because you were making pork, but I figured, what the hell, let me get a rose’ as well.”

 

“Thank you for both,” she said taking them from him.   As he shed his coat, she went into the kitchen to get a wine opener.  “Which kind would you like?”

 

“White please,” he said, coming up from behind her.  His arms snaked around her and took the bottle and opener out of her hands.  She turned around and looked up at his smirking face.

 

“Allow me,” he said as he expertly opened the bottle.  She presented him with two fluted goblets and he filled both.   He handed one to her then took his, holding his glass up.

 

“To a lovely evening,” he toasted.

 

Deanna clinked her glass with his.  All she could do was smile with a blush of color and nod.

 

Dinner was filled with conversation about the progress of the new Def Leppard album and the slow building profitability of Deanna’s shop.  She mentioned an antiques show that was coming up in two months and was in the process of trying to add to her inventory for the show.  Sav was very impressed with her business sense and financial savvy.

 

After dinner, after much dispute, she allowed Sav to help her clean up before putting on a kettle of water for some tea.  She told him to sit in the living room  as she brought in a tray with two cups of tea and two bowls full of the chocolate trifle.  Sav’s eyes almost bulged.

 

“Luv, you are spoiling me,” he said as he took  his dessert.

 

“Well, I haven’t made this in a long time.  Its one of my favorite desserts to make, however, I just can’t make it for myself.  The recipe is too big.”

 

Sav took a forkful and the look of sheer ecstasy crossed his face.  “Oh God, I never tasted anything so incredible.  This is better than………”

 

Sav cut himself off, considering what he was gonna say.  However, Deanna finished it for him.

 

“……sex?” she asked with non-chalance.

 

Sav blushed with embarrassment, but realised that they were two adults.  Two adults that were wildly attracted to each other and had yet to give into that attraction.

 

“Yeah, that’s what I meant,” he sheepishly said.

 

Deanna was feeling flushed and decided to change the subject.  Fast!

 

“So, Mr. Rock star.  Are you ready to get your butt kicked in Scrabble?”

 

Sav put his plate down and took up the challenge.  “Are you suggesting that rock stars can’t spell?”

 

“Well, I should hope you can,  since you write songs.”

 

The next hour and a half was spent in a Scrabble game that had them making up silly words towards the end of the game.  When the game was over, Sav put it away while Deanna brought the dishes and teacups into the kitchen.  It was almost 11pm, however her shop was closed on Mondays so she didn’t really have to call it a night.  She was suddenly nervous about what to do.

 

So nervous she was that she didn’t feel him come up behind her and put his arms around her waist.  She jumped and turned in his arms.

 

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you luv.”

 

“Its okay,” she answered, staring into his gorgeous blue eyes. No words were spoken after that.  They didn’t need to be.  Their lips met in a kiss that they ached for all night long.

 

Deanna’s hands instantly found his soft blonde hair as Sav pulled her body as close to his as he dared.  Their longing for each other was evident in their kiss as was the reactions in their bodies.

 

Deanna pulled her mouth away and softly kissed his face all the way to his ear.

 

“Mmm, yeah Deanna,” Sav huskily whispered. “Oh luv, you feel so good.  So good in my arms.  All I wanted to do all night was hold you.  Kiss you .   Feel you.”

 

“Rick, I…..” she began before she felt his hand slide from around her waist to her lower tummy.  The warmth of his hand did nothing to quell the reminder of the emptiness inside her tummy.  She instantly froze and grasped his wrist.

 

“Rick, I…….I’m not sure if I…….I mean…..”

 

Sav stilled his hand when he heard her uncertainty.  As much as his body was in knots, aching to make love to her, he had to respect her decision.  He put a finger up to her lips.

 

“Shhh, its alright luv.  You don’t have to explain anything.  I understand.”

 

Deanna looked up at him with saddened eyes.  “No, you don’t.”

 

He put his hand under her chin.  “Tell me…please.”

 

Deanna wanted to.  Wanted so badly.  But…until she knew how he felt about wanting more children in the future, she couldn’t.  Not yet.”

 

“Not yet Rick.  Someday.  I promise.”

 

All Sav did was nod and look at the clock.  “Perhaps I should get going.”

 

Deanna nodded as she went to get his coat.  She walked him to the door and they kissed goodnight.  Without a word, Deanna closed the door, turned the deadbolt then leaned up against it and cried.

 

“What am I doing?  Why  am I doing this to myself?  To him?  This wonderful, wonderful man?  I can’t let this hold me captive.  I’ve got to start somewhere.  I’m so scared, but I have to.”

 

With a newfound resolve, she unlocked the door and threw ot open.  She ran outside just as Sav was getting into his car.  “Rick!”

 

Sav looked up and saw the desperate look on her face.  He went over to her quickly.  As he got closer, she backed into the apartment until he followed her inside.

 

“Deanna, what?  What is it, luv?”

 

With him firmly back  inside her apartment, she closed the door and locked them both in.  She then looked at him with determined eyes.

 

“I  must be a complete idiot to let you go home tonight,” she said before wrapping her arms around him and claiming his mouth.

 

 

                                                Chapter 30

 

Sav was initially startled when Deanna wrapped herself around him and kissed him with everything she seemed to have.  He held her body tight and gave her all he had back as well, and then some.  His head was spinning over the change in his circumstances tonight and needed to be sure.

 

He moved his lips from hers and proceeded to kiss her face, her neck, her hair – anywhere and, hopefully, everywhere later on, as he spoke in between kisses.

 

“Deanna…..what…..are you sure?….Please luv, tell me…..tonight…do you want tonight?……do you want me?”

 

Deanna answered by running her lips hungrily over warmth of his neck before reaching his ear.

 

“Yes,” she breathlessly whispered.  “Oh God, yes!  So bad…..for so long.”

 

Sav was gonna die on the spot from hearing how much she wanted him and couldn’t wait much longer.  He encircled his arms around her waist and lifted her up, as Deanna instictively wrapped her legs around his waist for support.

 

He bore his hungry blue eyes into her dark amethyst ones.  “Where?”

 

Deanna nodded to a door down the small hall and Sav walked towards it.  He kicked the door open with his foot and entered her bedroom that was decorated with a mix of traditional antiques and feminine charm.  A hand carved, queen sized sleigh bed was the masterpiece of the room and was kiddie cornered to show it off to its fullest. 

 

Sav placed Deanna in the middle of the bed upon an antique quilt that was done up in shades of mauve, gray, black and white.  Deanna reached up to shove the pillows aside so she could grab the top of the quilt and pull it down, all while she and Sav continued to kiss while kicking their shoes off.  Their pent up desire for each other since Sav walked into her antique shop and into her life several weeks ago was so far gone that a slow, first time lovemaking session was out of the question.  They had the rest of the night for that.  Right now, they needed each other badly.

 

Deanna then pulled her top off, causing one of her silver hoop earrings to pop off and land on the wood floor with a ‘plink’.  They smiled into each others mouths which remained fused as they continued to discard their clothing, which couldn’t come off fast enough.

 

Sav felt like a young lad with his first woman.  He had never remembered wanting a woman as badly as he had now.  Maybe it had to do with  his dry spell since a disastrous one night stand not so long ago.  But he knew that his extreme, physical desire for Deanna went just beyond achieving release.  When she called him back inside, a tiny part of him hoped that she had changed her mind – and she had, much to his utter joy.  But, again, it just wasn’t possessing her physically.  Deanna wasn’t just a body to achieve satisfaction with.  She was more.  Much, much more.  He wanted to possess every nuance about her – emotionally, mentally, intellectually and, yes, physically.

 

Sav’s trousers were the last to come off and joined the discarded heap on the floor.  He pulled the quilt and top sheet down and then over them as Deanna ran her fingers from the back of his neck down the length of his spine until she was grasping his hips.

 

“Rick…..oh my God, Rick,” she murmured as she nuzzled his neck.  “You feel so good.  This feels so good.  Its…..its been so long.  Oh God, please!”

 

Sav felt her part her legs and wrap around his torso.  He knew that this was going to be fast for they were too hot for each other to go slow.  However, he had to do one thing first.

 

He propped himself up and gazed down upon her body that was as beautiful without clothes as it was with.  Her 30 year old skin was silky smooth, nicely taut and deliciously curved in all the right places.  She was so beautiful beyond description that, for a moment, Sav did not feel worthy of her.  He – a man who had countless beautiful women clamoring for him since his rock career took off was now humbled by this lovely young woman who was exquisite inside and out.

 

“Deanna, I…….God, I don’t want this to happen so fast.  I’m afraid it’ll be over before I start.  I want you so bloody much that I’m afraid I won’t…..”

 

She pulled him down, not giving him a chance to finish.  “I won’t last either Rick.  Besides, you don’t plan on loving me only once tonight, do you?”

 

Sav grinned wickedly, knowing she was right.  He would love her until they both collapsed of exhaustion.  Not being able to wait one second longer, he began to enter her slowly, as not to initially hurt her.

 

But Deanna had plans of her own.  She grasped his bum and thrust her hips up, causing him to imbed himself to the hilt with almost brute force.  The suddeness of her move almost caused him to climax instantly.

 

“Jesus God Deanna!  I……bloody hell, you feel incredible!  So damn incredible!”

 

Deanna buried her face in his neck and he moved in and out of her.  “Yes….that’s it…..oh God, I can’t take it….more….please, more……I…..I….y..y…yes, Rick.  Please, a little faster.”

 

Sav lifted his head and looked at her with wild eyes.  “Blimey Deanna, I’m not gonna last.  I’m….I’m sorry, but I…..”

 

“Me neither!” she gasped out.  “I…I…..now!”

 

Deanna squeezed her eyes shut as she held him as tightly as she could as exquisite pleasure washed all over her.  It couldn’t have happened a second sooner as Sav finally allowed himself release as well, accompanied by a groan of satisfaction and relief.

 

After a few moments he turned her face to his and saw the tears that pricked her sparkling amethyst eyes.  He knew he hadn’t hurt her, so he concluded that they were tears of long awaited pleasure.  He felt like the tallest man on earth.

 

He bent down and lightly kissed her nose and decided to infuse a bit of humor.

 

“I take back what I said earlier.”

 

Deanna tilted her head to one side.  “What?”

 

“Your chocolate trifle is no way better than sex!”

 

                                                Chapter 31

 

Several hours later, Sav and Deanna lay in each other’s arms, their sweat sheened bodies exhausted and sated from lazily exploring each other, followed by two slow, passionate lovemaking sessions.

 

Deanna turned her head so that her nose was firmly planted in the crook of his neck and breathed in in his intoxicating masculine scent.  She then chuckled.

 

Sav looked down at her.  “What?”

 

Deanna put her hand upon his sexy chest that was still heaving slightly from his last orgasm.  “Oh, just thinking about something we talked about when we first met at my shop.”

 

“Care to refresh an old man’s memory?” Sav mused.

 

“Well, that’s just it,” Deanna said.  “I remember you thinking you were too old because you had ten years on me.  That very well may be, but I think I’m just as worn out as you.”

 

“Well, my body’s kinda wrung out now, but I actually feel refreshed in a way.”

 

“Must be all that lovemaking to young girls, huh?”

 

Sav threw his head back and laughed.  “You’re not gonna have me arrested for robbing the cradle, are you?”

 

“Are you kidding?  I don’t want you behind bars.  I want you right here where I can get to you.”

 

She followed up her statement by softly kissing him and caressing his hair.  Sav pulled his head away and stared into her eyes.  “What made you call me back in?”

 

“I…..I guess I was working too hard on trying to play it safe,” she replied.  “I know you were trying to be a gentleman, and I appreciate that.  I just wanted the time to be right and for the right reasons.  I do care about you very much – you and your sons.  I guess I decided to throw caution to the wind and take a chance with my heart and show you how much I care.”

 

Sav stroked her cheek with his finger.  “You really feel that way Deanna?”

 

She nodded and smiled, which caused Sav to flash her a huge grin.  “You don’t know how happy that makes me, luv.  I think you’re the most incredible woman I’ve met in a very long time.  And you know, by calling me back the way you did, there’s no way I’m gonna let you go now, you know that.”

 

“I do now,” she replied with another soft kiss.

 

 Sav noticed her languid eyes then looked at the clock.  “Hmmm, 3am.  Think we’re done for the night?”

 

Deanna let out a ladylike yawn.  “Yeah, for the night.  I’m tired, but too wired to sleep.  I know…..tell me a story.”

 

Sav widened his eyes.  “A story?”

 

“Mmm, hmm,” she murmured as she snuggled up next to him.  “Tell me something about yourself.”

 

“Well, I’ve got a thousand and one stories about the band that I could…..”

 

“No,” she said, cutting him off.  “I don’t want to hear a story about ‘Sav’.  I want to hear a story about ‘Rick’.  Something from your childhood, perhaps.”

 

Sav held her close as his mind thought back.  “I’ve got one.  I remember when I turned 10, my father came to me and apologized that he couldn’t afford to get me a birthday present.  Since my birthday is in December, he couldn’t afford a birthday and Christmas gifts.  I didn’t’ mind, and looked forward to Christmas.  Well, Christmas morning came and my brothers and I opened our presents.  After they went upstairs, my father took me aside into his bedroom and shut the door.  He then reached under the bed and pulled out a large white box and told me to open it.  Inside, was an accoustic guitar.  My very first guitar.  My eyes practically popped.  He told me that he didn’t want to give this to me in front of my brothers because he didn’t want them to feel slighted that I got something extra, but he did tell me to tell them that it was a late birthday present.  I don’t think there was one night after that that I didn’t pick that guitar up and play it.  If not for that gift, I don’t think I would’ve joined a band when I was 17, then met Joe, then Rick then……..”

 

Sav stopped his story when he heard Deanna’s even breathing against his chest.  She had fallen peacefully asleep and, God help him, she looked like an angel beside him. 

 

He decided to let his body’s exhaustion take over, but not before he was compelled to do one more thing.  He put his lips to her silky blonde hair and tenderly kissed her and silently mouthed the words ‘I love you’ before closing his eyes.

 

 

                                                Chapter 32

 

The following morning, Sav slowly opened his eyes, which were facing an intriquitely designed nightstand that had a digital clock resting upon it atop an antique lace runner.  The time read almost 8:30am and he groaned.  After the weekend off, he needed to get to Joe’s by noon today.  They were awaiting the arrival of Marti Frederickson, a Swedish producer, whom the band enlisted to  help them with their tenth album that was almost entirely written.  Marti was prolific in songwriting, and they were gonna use him to punch up the songs that had been written so far.

 

Sav slowly turned on his other side and found the space empty.  He then heard the faint sound of dishes and glasses clinking together coming from the kitchen.  He smiled and threw the covers back, immediately wincing a bit from some muscle soreness from a night of mindblowing sex.  He didn’t mind it one bit!

 

He scooped up his clothes from the floor and went in search of Deanna’s bathroom.  Not knowing whether or not he should use her shower, he just turned on the faucet, lathered up some soap and warm water and washed the remnants of last night’s hard loving off.  He dried off then put his shirt and trousers on, letting his shirt hand open and loose.  He then squeezed some of her toothpaste onto his finger and rubbed it over his teeth and rinsed.  He ran his fingers through his wavy blonde hair then went in search of Deanna.

 

His senses were assailed by a delicious aroma as he snuck up behind her.

 

“Morning.”

 

Deanna turned around and smiled at his morning handsomeness.  “Good morning yourself.  I didn’t want to wake you, but I knew once you got a whiff of these you’d be up in a flash.”

 

Sav looked on the counter at a sizzling Belgium waffle maker next to a stack of about six waffles.  “Those look great.  I’m starving!”

 

“Figured you would be,” she said with a giggle.  “I got this thing as a………gift a few years ago and I never used it till now.  The mix is a little tedious to make, but its worth it.”

 

Sav noted a hint of sadness in her eyes when she talked about getting the waffle maker as a gift, but decided not to push anything.  After last night, he and Deanna were on a different level and hopefully she’d trust him with her feelings and things from her past as time went by.

 

As they ate their waffles, Sav looked at the clock.  Deanna saw where he was looking.  “You have to leave soon?”

 

“Unfortunately yes,” Sav regretfully replied.  “We have a producer flying in today who’s gonna work with us on our songs.  I’ve got to be to Joe’s by noon.”

 

“Sounds a lot better than the three loads of laundry I have waiting for me!”

 

“I’d give anything to spend the entire day with you Deanna – especially after last night.  But…..”

 

“Rick, I understand.  You don’t have a normal 9-5 job and you’ve got deadlines to meet.  It’s a little of the same with me.  When you own your own business, people just think you can make your own hours and close up and take off whenever you want.  Not that I can’t. but every time I do something like that, I don’t make any money.  I don’t work for someone who supplies me with a paycheck.  Its all up to me.  So, I completely understand.”

 

Sav took her hand across the table.  “You are an amazing woman!  One moment you’re this strong, savvy, independent woman and the next you’re this soft passionate angel that fell from the sky and into my life.  I can’t believe that you’re mine.

Deanna was blushing from the compliment, but couldn’t help giggle a bit.  “My, my, my, I can definitely tell you’re a songwriter.  Those are some very powerful words.  And….I appreciate them very much.”

 

Sav rolled his eyes.  “They were a bit corny, eh?”

 

“No, not at all.  Um..by the way, have you heard from the boys?”

 

I called them Saturday afternoon and, Karen and Jonathan we’re actually taking them out for the day.  I’m just glad that they’re getting to spend this time with her.”

 

“That’s good to hear.  You must miss them though.”

 

Sav sighed.  “Yes, I do.  Terribly.  The house is awfully quiet without them scampering about, fighting with each other and breaking God knows what!  But…they are my joy and…….I’d gladly do it all over again.”

 

Deanna’s fork stilled as she tried not to let her rapidly beating heart show upon her face.  “Oh…do what all over again?”

 

“You know…..have more children.  I’ll never forget the feeling that came over me when I watched Alex and Sean be born.  It was bloody incredible.  I knew in an instant that I would lay my life down for those two.  Its something I definitely want to experience again.”

 

Sav watched Deanna carefully to gage her reaction to his admission that he would want more children, hoping that it may answer any inner question she had.  All she did was look at him and warmly smile.

 

Across the table, Deanna smiled on the outside, but inside, gutwrenching anguish spread through her all the way to the hollowness inside her tummy.  She had wondered how he felt, and now she knew.  She had been bold and brave last night and decided to give herself to him, heart and soul.  Yes, she was falling in love with this man – terribly.  But…he had just admitted that he wanted more children – from a woman who can birth them so he could watch and experience the pride and joy he did when his sons were born. 

 

What should be a joyous morning in the afterglow of their passionate night, was now filled with questions and decisions.  If only she found this out before…..before last night….before she began to fall in love with him, it would’ve been easier to…..to…..

 

“Rick, listen, if you want, you can take a shower here,” she said, trying to change the subject.

 

“Thank you, but I think I better get home and shower and change,” he replied.  “Deanna, I….I really hate to run like this……”

 

“No explanation is necessary Rick,” she said, standing up and taking the dishes to the sink.  “I  understand.  Everything.”

 

That last word was a bit somber, but Sav didn’t catch on.  He was too elated and in love with Deanna to notice anything else.  He wanted to get home because he had an idea for a song.  He, Joe and Phil had worked on a basic tune -  verse, chorus and bridge -  and had tossed around some lyrics, but the beautiful words that he expressed to Deanna earlier had given him an idea for more.  She was definitely the type of woman who inspires a song and he felt that those words would fit.

 

Deanna placed the dishes in the sink with a heavy heart then went to get Sav’s coat.  As he took it from her and put it on, he gave her a passionate kiss goodbye, one that Deanna couldn’t respond back to.

 

Sav thought that she was just sad that he couldn’t stay.  “I’ll call you as soon as I can luv, okay?”

 

“No rush,” she softly replied.

 

“You okay?”

 

She took a deep breath and forced a smile.  “Yes, fine.  Just…..a lot to do today.”

 

He gave her one more final kiss and left.  Deanna closed the door, fell to the floor and wept.

 

 

                                                Chapter 33

 

Sav entered Joe’s Garage about 12:15 to find him and Phil lounging on the couch and just shooting the breeze. 

 

“When does Marti arrive?”

 

“His plane doesn’t land till 4pm,” Phil replied.  “His departing flight got delayed due to ice on the runway.  You know Sweden!”

 

“Oh, well, fine,” Sav said, plopping himself down.  “Listen, I got a brainstorm this morning for that song we were working on – you  know, the one where we didn’t have anything for the chorus except of a bunch of ‘okay’s’ and ‘alrights’?  Well, I figured we can keep those and add some lyrics to where we have a layered chorus that soars and………why are you both staring at me like that?”

 

Phil and Joe had knowing smirks on their faces and Joe decided to go first.

 

 “I’ll ask just one question – no, make that two.  Number one – did you see Deanna last night and number two…..was she still with you this morning?”

 

“Inquiring minds want to know,” Phil mused as he sipped his green tea.

 

Sav knew he had to spill it – even to these two clowns.  But, he really didn’t care.  He was on cloud nine and all the ribbing that Joe and Phil had to offer wouldn’t bother him.

 

“Fine mates,” Sav replied.  “The answers are yes and…….yes!  Are you satisfied?”

 

“No, but I’m sure you are!” Joe barked out.

 

As hard as he tried, Sav couldn’t prevent a flustered look that came over his face.

 

“So, you two finally consummated this May-December romance, eh?” Phil said.  “So……how was it?”

 

Sav rolled his eyes at Phil and played right into his hand.  “Have you been away from Anita that long that you don’t remember?  Lets see….she’s young, beautiful, sexy, intelligent, independent, witty, charming, sensitive, warm, compassionate – how the bloody hell do you think it was?”

 

“That bad, huh?” Joe mused. 

 

“If bad means ‘naughty’, then yes….it was quite bad, Joe.”

 

“Oooooh, this isn’t like you Sav,” Joe said.  “Very honest and descriptive.  Not to mention that you bounced in here all bright eyed and bushy tailed ready to work.    Perhaps you should’ve slept with her sooner!”

 

“Trust me, I would’ve if I could, but we did the right thing by waiting.  Actually, things got pretty heated between us and I thought I was gonna stay, but she got a little tense on me and I thought it best to leave.  However, as I was getting in my car, she came running outside and called after to me to come back in.  Changed her mind.”

 

“Guess you’ve made quite the impression mate,” Phil said.  “And, as much as we jest, I’m happy for you.  You really seem……euphoric.”

 

“I am,” Sav replied.  “I ….I don’t know what it is.  I mean, I know its only been a month, but so far she’s the only woman who’s come along since my divorce who showed interest in my children first before showing interest in me.  I still remember her kindness towards them when I first went to her shop.  And she had no idea who I was.  I need someone who’ll accept the whole package and, well, she doesn’t have a problem that I’m a single dad.  Plus….I kinda let it slip out that I would be willing to have more children.”

 

“You did?” Phil exclaimed.  “When?”

 

“This morning.  We were talking about me missing the lads, and I used that to segue into not minding wanting more.”

 

“How’d she react?”

 

“She just smiled, nothing more.  I mean, I didn’t think she was gonna jump up and down screaming for joy.  I just wanted to plant the seed in her mind so she wouldn’t be wondering.  I’m looking forward to furthering this relationship with her.”

 

“Wow, mate, you really are serious,” Joe said.

 

“Joe…I love her.  I absolutely, positively love her!  I haven’t told her yet, but I will.  I just…..I don’t know, but she’s not just everything I want, but everything I need.  And right now, she’s my muse, because I came up with something before I came over here.  I wrote it down.  Here, Phil play that on the guitar and continue to to sing the ‘okays’ and ‘alrights’ in the chorus.  Joe, sing these inbetween Phil’s lines – like a layering affect.  Phil, as you sing it, crescendo upwards.”

 

Phil got his guitar and found the music to the song in question that they’ve been working on.  He found the chorus section and began to play and sang his lines as Joe layered his lines in between.

 

(okay) I know what I got…(alright)….I know that its hot…(okay)…and you’re what I like…

 

“You’re so beautiful,” Sav suddenly came in.

 

Joe and Phil both raised their brows at each other.  “Hey, that’s really catchy, Sav.  I like it,” Phil said.

 

“Me too,” Joe agreed.  “I think we should keep the ‘okays’ and ‘alrights’ and do a second verse in the chorus with different lyrics, then something different for the bridge.”

 

“Well, I’ve got something for the bridge,” Sav said.  “Phil, play the bridge part.

 

Phil played it as Sav sang it……”angel from the sky, the sparkle in my eye, I can’t believe you’re mine.”

 

“Wow,” Joe said.

 

“Good, huh?” Sav asked.

 

“No, not that.  You’re really in love mate.”

 

“Guess I am.  I just hope she feels the same way.”

 

 

                                                Chapter 34

 

Two days later, Deanna walked into her apartment a little after 10pm.  She closed the shop around 8, but stayed to do some paperwork and preparation for the antiques show the following month.  Plus, she wanted to put off going home as late as possible because she knew what she’d come home to.  The same thing she came home to the last two nights since Sav left her apartment that morning – messages from him on her answering machine.

 

Even though she stayed home that Monday, she ignored the ringing phone, instead, letting the machine pick it up.  As soon as she heard Sav’s voice, she would break down into tears.

 

She spent the day between doing laundry and cleaning while searching her mind and heart as to what to do.  The sensible thing would be to admit the truth to Sav about herself.  But, based upon past experience, she knew what would happen.  Just like what happened the last time.  In the beginning, there would be no problem, until she got into deep and her heart wound up being shattered to pieces.  She couldn’t risk that again.  As much as she was falling in love with him, she felt that it might be better to ease out of it now when things were rather new, rather than later when he wound up becoming her entire world, only for him to change his mind and destroy it.

 

No, she couldn’t recouperate from another experience like that again.  She just couldn’t.

 

She walked into her kitchen and saw two messages on her machine.  Since Sav was working a lot since their producer came to town, he hadn’t stopped by her shop in the afternoons like he used to.  Although she missed seeing his face, she was, in a way, glad for it.  However, two nightly messages in a row that she had refused to return were gonna cause him to track her down sooner or later to find out why.

 

With an ache in her heart, she played the message. 

 

“Deanna, aye luv, its me.  I was hoping you’d be home by now.  I guess you got in late last night too.  I’ve been unable to stop by the shop in the afternoons since we’re basically working non-stop.  I just wanted to hear your voice.  Listen, no matter how late you get in, call me on my cell phone.  I’m still at Joe’s and will probably be here past midnight.  But please, call me luv…..I….miss you.  Bye.”

 

Deanna stared at the phone, contemplating calling him, but she couldn’t.  She couldn’t fool herself, nor could she lead him on.  She had to make a decision.  It would be one that would break her heart, but at least it would be mendable.

 

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The following morning, Sav rolled out of bed at 10:00.  He didn’t get home until almost 3:30 in the morning.  Since they got so much accomplished, everyone was going to break for the day and resume tomorrow.

 

He had called his lads last night to talk to them before they went to bed.  They’ve been with Karen for almost a week, and, so far, they sounded okay, albiet Alex sounded a bit funny.  If anything was wrong, he wouldn’t say.

 

Sav knew exactly how he was going to spend his day.  He was gonna track down Deanna, no matter how busy she was.  But first, there was something that he wanted to do prior to that.

 

After showering and dressing, he headed into town to a small store in the center.  He walked in and immediately perused the glass covered cases.  A petite, Irish woman in her 70’s, who couldn’t have been more than five feet tall, came out from the back room when she heard the bell.  Her and her husband have owned this shop for years and, even with all the bigger and better competiton around, they still survived.

 

Sav came here because he appreciated the simple, low-key, atomosphere, not to mention that they had beautiful merchandise.

 

The old woman approached him from the other side of the glass counter.  “May I help you young man?”

 

Yes, Sav indeed felt like a ‘young’ man.  “Yes, you can.  I’m looking for something very special – preferably a necklace in a platinum setting with amethyst stones in it.”

 

The woman raised her very wrinkled brow.  “You sure know what you want – I like that.  Follow me.”

 

Sav followed her to the glass case on the other side of the tiny shop.  Under the glass, were various pendant necklaces with multi colored stones.  She opened the glass and selected one that best fit his description.  It was a dainty, platinum heart with tiny channel set amethyst stones and diamond chips surrounding it.  Sav smiled instantly.

 

“Like this, young man?”

 

Sav took the delicate necklace and smiled.  “Yes.  Exactly.  This is perfect.  Absolutely perfect.”

 

The woman scanned his face and a large smile formed.  “If you don’t mind me saying so, you have the look of a man who is positively smitten.”

 

Sav couldn’t hide the truth.  “I am.  You see these amethyst stones?  The woman I’m giving this too has eyes the exact same color.”

 

The old woman looked impressed.  “She must be very beautiful.”

 

“She is,” Sav agreed.  “No offense, but this necklace pales in comparison to how beautiful she is.”

 

“I take back what I said,” the woman exclaimed.  “You are not smitten – you are in love.  And, no, I’m not offended.  I see a lot of young men come in here to buy gifts for their special someone.  Most of them look as if their buying them something because its an obligation.  But, I say there’s no better reason than ‘just because’.  You’re not buying an engagement ring, its too late for Christmas and too early for Valentines day.  Unless its her birthday, I”d say that this necklace is ‘just because’.”

 

Sav couldn’t believe her astuteness.  “Now I know why this little shop survived all these years.  You read people well and know what they want.”

 

“Seems like you know what you want, young man,” she said with a twinkle. And…I don’t mean the necklace.  I may be old, and my eyesight may be failing, but there are still some things that I can see as plain as day.”

 

Sav smiled at her and handed the necklace back.  “I’ll take it.”

 

“Wrap it up too?”

 

“Yes, please.”

 

In a few minutes, she returned with a rectangular box giftwrapped with white and silver lace wrap with a tiny white bow on the top.

 

“Thank you so much,” Sav said to her.

 

“Thank you,” she replied.  “And, when you’re ready, come back.  I’m sure I have an engagement ring that’ll rival her beauty.”

 

Sav held his hand out to her.  “Deal!”

 

 

                                                Chapter 35

 

Sav waited until around one in the afternoon to surprise Deanna at her shop.  He walked in and saw her in deep conversation with an older gentleman.  He saw her look up at him and the look that crossed her face caused his insides to tighten.  It was not of a woman who was elated to see the man that she had just shared a very passionate night with.  He couldn’t place the look, but it didn’t sit well with him.  He assumed, hopefully, that it was stress.  He saw her excuse herself for a moment and walk over.

 

“R..Rick, hi.  I didn’t expect to see you.  I thought you’d be buried at Joe’s house.”

 

“I have been, but we’re taking a break today.  I’ve missed hearing from you, so I thought I’d drop in and surprise you.  I was looking forward to your call last night.”

 

“Rick, I’m…I’m sorry.  I’ve gotten your messages and I’m sorry.  I’ve been so caught up with putting this show together.”

 

“I understand luv.  Trust me, when finishing this album comes down to the wire, I’m gonna be keeping all kinds of strange hours.  Can you break for lunch at least?”

 

“N…no, I can’t.  I’m gonna be cooped up in here all day.”

 

“Well, then let me go get you something and bring it….”

 

“Oh, no you don’t have to,” she quickly replied.  “I brought something anyway.  But…thank you.”

 

Sav didn’t like what was going on.  He noticed a look and a tone in Deanna that he hadn’t before.  Something was wrong, other than stress.  He’d never seen her this skittish.”

 

“Deanna, could we maybe see each other after you close up tonight.  I know it’ll be late, but….”

 

“Rick, listen, I’m truly sorry.  I don’t mean to cut you off, but I have to get back to this gentleman.  He works for the company sponsoring the show and we’re going over the details of my booth.  I’ve got so much to do for the show.  I’m gonna close up early and go home to work.”

 

Sav was dejected, but he understood.  Still, something about the way Deanna was acting bothered him.  “Well, can I at least call you at home tonight?”

 

“Uh….a…yes, yes you can.  Again, I’m sorry, but I have to….”

 

“No, that’s okay.  Go ahead.”

 

Deanna gave him a weak smile before walking back to the man.  Sav turned on his heel and left with a bad feeling inside.

 

Around 9 that evening, Sav called Deanna at home and got her machine.  She said she was closing up early, but maybe she changed her mind.  He called again and 9:30 then 10:00 and still got her machine.  Now he was more worried, if anything.

 

He got in his car and went past her flat and didn’t see her car parked on the street.  That bad feeling inside became worse as he sped into the center and parked right in front of her shop – behind her car.  The shop was dark, with the exception of a tiny light that he could see on in the back through the window.  The door was locked and the closed sign was on the door.

 

He knocked on the door and instantly saw movement in the back.  When Deanna peeked out, he waved at her, but not before seeing her face go from being stunned to a look of guilt.  Something was up and Sav didn’t like it one bit.

 

Deanna came to the door and opened it.  “Rick, what are you doing here?”

 

“I should ask you the same thing, luv,” he replied.  “You said you’d be closing up early.  I’ve been calling you since 9.  Actually, I’ve been calling you since Monday evening and you’ve been avoiding me.  Deanna…..are you seeing someone else?”

 

Deanna looked appalled.  “No!  Of course not.”

 

“Then what’s going on?  You’ve taken my calls and my visits since we’ve been seeing each other and, well, ever since we slept together, you’ve been acting like I’ve got the plague.”

 

“Rick, its…its not you.  Please, you’ve got to understand.”

 

“I would understand if you would just tell me what’s wrong.  Deanna, I haven’t seen you like this since I met you.  Something’s wrong.  Please tell me.”

 

Deanna had no choice.  She couldn’t just avoid him.  She had to be an adult and own up.  She circled her shop while wringing her hands before turning to him.

 

“Rick, I’m sorry.  Really, I am.  I…I think you’re the most incredible man I’ve ever met.  I mean that.  But….I..I just don’t think we’re gonna work out in the long run.”

 

Sav felt his heart sink to the pit of his stomach.  “What?  No.  No way.  Deanna, please…..what are you saying?  What have I done?”

 

“That’s just it, Rick.  You haven’t done anything.  You’re perfect.  Absolutley perfect.  I’m the problem, which is why it won’t work out.  You’ll have to trust me.”

 

“No,” he said, advancing on her.  He took her lightly by her upper arms.  “Deanna, how can I trust you when you can’t even tell me the reason why?”

 

“The reason isn’t important, Rick.  I don’t want anyone staying with me because they feel sorry for me.  I won’t be pitied.  I won’t!”

 

Deanna cried out those last two words as she broke from his grasp.  But Sav wasn’t taking no for an answer.  He loved this woman and, unless she was a convicted ax murderer, he wasn’t gonna give up without a fight.

 

“Deanna, don’t do this to me!” he rasped, through a cracking voice.  “Since the day I first walked in here you’ve enraptured me.  I know its only been a month, but….you are everything a man could want.”

 

Deanna turned around with fire in her amethyst eyes.  “No I’m not!  If I was everything, I wouldn’t be here.  I’d be back in the States…..with the life I had before….before….”

 

“Deanna….for the love of God, please tell me!  I’ll get on my knees if I have to.  Is it me?  Am I too old for you after all?  Is it because you think I have two lads and won’t want more children down the road?  I tried to tell you the other morning that I would love to have more…….”

 

“Then you best find yourself another woman,” Deanna spat out through her tears.

 

“Why?”

 

“Because I can’t have children, that’s why!  Are you happy now?”

 

That was the last thing that was said before Deanna sank to the window seat and sobbed her soul out. 

 

 

                                                Chapter 36

 

Sav stood there motionless in the middle of Deanna’s shop as he watched her release what he didn’t know was years of pent up emotions and frustrations.  What she blurted out caused his heart to ache and his mind to curse himself, although he had no idea.  He suddenly realized he wasn’t the reason that she wanted to end the relationship, but because she thought he wanted something that she couldn’t give.

 

He cautiously made his way over to Deanna and sat across from her in the window seat.  He put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

 

“Deanna?”

 

She looked up with tear filled, red rimmed eyes, but it still did nothing to take away from the lovliness of them.  The look of anguish in her face cut him in two.

 

“What Rick?  Are you gonna say you’re sorry?  Tell me that its not important?  That it doesn’t matter to you – even after you confessed that you willingly want more children?”

 

“Deanna, it doesn’t matter.  You must believe me.”

 

“Why should I?  I already foolishly believed someone once and all he did was rip my heart in two.”

 

“Who did, Deanna?”

 

Deanna took a deep breath, her mouth quivering as she tried to quell her crying.  “My husband, that’s who.  The man who pledged to love me and stand by my side for better or for worse.  Being divorced yourself I’m sure you know how that feels.”

 

Sav couldn’t deny it.  “You’re right, I do.  Karen knew the kind of lifestyle she was getting into when she married a rock star and she didn’t seem to mind, until the last tour ended.  She couldn’t take me traveling all over the world, so what does she do?  She divorces me and marries a man who does the same thing for a living.  That made me wonder if my job wasn’t the reason she left, but rather it was that she didn’t love me anymore.”

 

“Well, I know for a fact that it was me that my husband didn’t want anymore,” Deanna said.  “About 2  months before our wedding, I was diagnosed with an ovarian cyst.  It was benign, but my doctor suggested that I have it removed because it could cause me problems if it ruptured. However, I made the decision not to schedule the surgery until after the wedding and honeymoon.  Well, just one month before the wedding, the worst happened.  The cyst ruptured and I was in unbearable pain.  I was rushed to the hospital and wheeled into surgery immediately.  However, the cyst damaged my ovaries when it ruptured and they had to be removed as well.  So here I was…one month before my wedding…..27 years old and unable to have children – and it was all my fault.”

 

Sav took her hand.  “Deanna, you can’t blame yourself….”

 

“Yes I can!  I should’ve listened to the doctor and had the cyst removed when he told me, but I took a chance thinking I’d be alright.  Of course, I was recovered in time for my wedding and my fiance, Dean, was understanding – on the outside that is.  To make a long story short, he’s an only child – an only male child and, well, it was up to him to carry on the family name.  Now that wasn’t possible.  Everyone was fine and understanding in the beginning and after our first year of marriage we discussed adopting.  It was then that I just happened to mention that I had the opportunity to have the surgery before I got married and declined.  That’s when things really blew up.”

 

“How so luv?”

 

“Well, Dean was absolutely livid.  He accused me of being irresponsible and ruining our chances of having children.  He then blamed me for his family name dying with him since I could never give him blood children.”

 

Sav was disgusted.  “You’ve got to be kidding me?  How could anyone be so bloody cold?”

 

“Well, his parents were a lot at fault.  They put so much pressure on him for children – especially a son.  And now he was stuck with a wife who couldn’t give him any.  After all that came out, our marriage began to cave and, eventually, he began to see someone behind my back.  I didn’t know about it until after he asked me for a divorce.  Since we were married less than two years with……..no children, our divorce went through rather quickly.  No sooner than the ink was dried on our divorce papers, he remarried his girlfriend.   From what I was last told before I moved here, she was pregnant with his second child – another boy.  I couldn’t move to Dublin fast enough.”

 

Deanna began to cry again and Sav scooted forward and took her in his arms.  “Deanna, I’m so sorry for what you went through.  I just wish you told me sooner.”

 

“How, Rick?  When?  Its not something you just blurt out.  The subject didn’t come up.  I was kind of waiting for some sign from you as to whether I should tell you or not.  I was hoping that, because you already had two children, that perhaps having more wasn’t important to you. That was…..until you mentioned it at breakfast the morning after we……..”

 

It was all clear to Sav now.  Ever since that morning, Deanna had been avoiding him and his phone calls.  She probably thought that once he knew that she couldn’t have children – children that he confessed to wanting more of – that he would act like her bastard of an ex-husband. 

 

“Deanna, listen to me.  And listen good.  Would I welcome more children into my life if I had the opportunity?  Absolutely yes.  But that doesn’t mean that if Alex and Sean are all that I have till I die that I’m not fulfilled.  Those lads are my pride and joy.  I couldn’t ask for more.  To be honest, I brought up the subject of wanting more children because I thought that, well, since you were young, that you would eventually want some of your own.  I didn’t want you to think that because I already had two that I wouldn’t want more.”

 

“And here I was hoping that you didn’t,” Deanna added.  “I know that sounds selfish, but, when you walked in my shop that first day I thought that God answered my prayers by sending me a handsome, single man with children.”

 

Sav smiled.  “Hmm, most women wanted me for my money and here you are – wanting me for my lads,” he said with a bit of humor.

 

Deanna managed a smile of her own.  “It was all I could hope for.  But, as soon as you said you wanted more, it shattered me.  All I could think of was telling you about me, having you say that it doesn’t matter, only for you to reconsider later on down the line and break my heart.  I can’t go through that again.”

 

He drew her closer and stared deep into her eyes.  “Deanna, even though I said that I wanted more children, I don’t need them.  What I need is a loving, caring, trustworthy woman who’ll accept the man I am, the career I have and, most important, my two lads.  You are all that and more.  Your qualities far surpass your inability to have children.  That’s all I see.  That’s all I care about.”

 

She reached up and touched his face.  “Rick….are you absolutely sure?”

 

He leaned down and gave her a kiss that she felt all the way down to her toes.  He then raised his head.  “What does that tell you?”

 

Deanna gave him a sparkling smile.  “That tells me that you don’t plan on sleeping alone tonight.”

 

“Luv, you are not only beautiful, sexy and a shrewd businesswoman…..but you’re clever as well!”

 

                                                Chapter 37

 

An hour later later, Deanna and Sav barely got inside his house before they started tearing each other’s clothes off.  Deanna dropped her overnight bag, which she stopped off at her flat to get before following Sav back to his house, without tearing herself away from him.  Their desperation for each other again was stronger this time than the first.  They practically raced each other to the stairs to get to his bedroom.

 

Another frenzied hour later, they laid tangled in each others arms, the white sheets and coverlet twisted about their sated naked bodies as they continued to tenderly kiss and touch each other without a word spoken between them.  Finally Deanna pulled her head back from him and stared him in the eyes.

 

“You know, the first day I opened my shop I was wondering how my life would change.  Little did I know, when you walked in that afternoon, exactly how much it would change!”

 

Sav moved off of her and pulled her up against his side.  “I guess you can say the same thing for me as well.  My life can no longer be about what I want, but what I need and the type of woman who can fulfill those needs.  I haven’t met anyone close till I met you.  I hate dating and I’m leery about meeting people I don’t know, which is why I’ve always been introduced to people through someone I do know.  But still, its hard when you’re well known and, well, my past with the band and even my marital troubles aren’t exactly confidential.  Meeting someone who had absolutlely no idea who I was was so refreshing.  I know this sounds cliché, but……its almost as if fate brought you here across the Atlantic.”

 

“Well, if I didn’t believe in fate before, I do now,” Deanna mused.  “So….how does a woman proceed in a relationship with a rock star?”

 

“First off….don’t think of me as a rock star.  I’m just a guy – a single father with two lads – who just happens to have a very public career.”

 

“Well, I’m just glad you’re not a politician,” Deanna joked.

 

Sav laughed.  “Yeah, well from what I hear that’s going on in the States with your president, it seems as if politicians get more action than rock stars!”

 

Deanna rolled on top of him.  “Well, then you’ve got some catching up to do,” she huskily replied before kissing him.  They were interrupted by the ringing of Sav’s cell phone.

 

He looked around and saw his trousers on the floor underneath a pile of their discarded clothes.  He hopped out of bed and bent over to pick them up.

 

“Nice view,” Deanna leered at him.

 

Sav noticed that his naked bum was facing her before he flopped back into bed with his cell phone.  He looked at the display.

 

“Praise God, its not Joe,” he cracked before answering.  “’ello?”

 

“Daddy?  Daddy please come get us.  Please!”

 

Sav sat up straight at the sound of his son’s anguished voice.  “Alex?  Alex, whats wrong?  Are you alright?”

 

“Sean and I don’t want to stay here anymore,” Alex cried.  “Mum’s been gone since yesterday with Jonathan..”

 

Sav colored with anger.  “What?  Who’s with you?”

 

“Some lady…..a nanny, I think.   Daddy, I don’t like her.  Please come get us!”

 

“I’ll be right there Alex.  You and your brother get your things together now!”

 

Sav clicked off his phone and gripped his pillow.  “I can’t believe it!  I can’t bloody believe it!”

 

“Rick, you’re scaring me,” Deanna said.  “What’s wrong?”

 

Sav got up and began to put his clothes on.  “My ex-wife took off with her husband yesterday to God knows where for God knows how long and left our children with a nanny that I know nothing about!  They don’t want to stay there anymore.  I’m going to get them and bring them back here.”

 

“Do you want me to come with you?”

 

“No, stay here and wait for us to come back.  I’m….I’m gonna need you Deanna.”

 

She took his hand before he stormed out.  “I’m here, Rick.  I’ll be waiting right here.”

 

                                                Chapter 38

 

Sav raced over to Karen and Jonathan’s residence which was on the outskirts of Dublin.  As he pulled up in front of the house, he called inside first on his cell phone to wake up the nanny.

 

“Hello?”

 

“Yes, this is Richard Savage.  I’m Alex and Sean’s father.  I just want to let you know that I just pulled up in front of the house and that I’m taking them home with me.”

 

“Mr. Savage,” the woman sleepily replied.  “I’m sorry, but I’m employed by their mum and I have instructions to…….”

 

“Listen to me,” Sav interrupted, trying to hold his temper at bay.  “I am approaching the door now and you had better open it.  My sons are in their rooms packing to come home.  Alex called me crying twenty minutes ago because you’re employer took off with her husband yesterday and left them in your care.  If you don’t let me get my sons, I’ll contact the authorities.”

 

The nanny didn’t really want any trouble so she promptly opened the door.  Sav came in just as Alex came down the stairs toting his overnight bag.

 

“Daddy!”

 

The seven year old dropped his bag and ran towards his father to wrap himself around him.  Little Sean followed right behind.

 

“Daddy, are you taking us home?”

 

Sav looked up at the nanny who saw how much the lads wanted to be with their father.  “Yes, I am.”  He then looked at the nanny.  “Did their mother leave a number where she’d be?”

 

“Y..yes,” she stammered.  “Its in the kitchen next to the telephone.”

 

Sav went in the kitchen and took the piece of paper.  He then collected his children and left the house without even a goodbye.

 

“Daddy, are you mad at mum?” Alex asked.

 

“Yes Alex, I am.  You were there to spend time with her, not the nanny.  I’ll speak with her tomorrow.  I want to get you lads home and to bed.  Its after midnight.”

 

Sav pulled up to his house a half hour later and went inside.  The house was filled with the aroma of cinnamon.

 

“Mmmm, whats that?” Sean asked.  “Smells like cookies!”

 

Deanna came out of the kitchen and met them in the foyer.  Sean’s eyes grew large.

 

“Deanna!” he screamed and ran towards her and wrapped his arms around her legs.  “Are you staying over?”

 

Deanna looked up at Sav and shrugged.  “Well, maybe.  Its good to see you boys.  I made some cinnamon tea if you want some, Rick.  I thought it would um….calm you down.”

 

“Thanks luv.  I just may have some.”

 

Deanna went over to Alex and took his bag.  “How are you Alex?”

 

Alex snagged his bag back.  “Leave me alone!  You’re only here to steal my dad away just like Jonathan stole my mum!”

 

“Alexander John Savage!” Sav yelled at him.  “You apologize for that right now!”

 

“No!” he spat out before running up to his room.

 

“Rick, its okay.  Let him go.  You really can’t blame him for feeling that way.  He’s scared.  You really should talk to him tomorrow and put his fears to rest.”

 

“Yeah, I know,” Sav said with a heavy heart.

 

Meanwhile, Sean looked a bit bewildered.  “Daddy….where…where are you going?  Are you leaving with Deanna?”

 

Sav knelt down beside him.  “No, little mate.  I’m staying right here.  And, if Deanna wants, she can stay tonight as well.”

 

Sean’s five year old mind was quickly appeased as he looked up at Deanna and beamed.

 

“C’mon Sean,” Deanna said, holding her hand out.  “Why don’t you let me tuck you into bed.  I’ll read you a story first.”

 

“Okay,” Sean said as he easily went with Deanna.

 

Sav was glad for Deanna’s presence, and knew that Sean was easier to handle because he was younger.  But he knew he would have to do a lot more convincing with Alex.

 

However, dealing with Alex was gonna be far simpler than what he had in store for his ex.

 

                                                Chapter 39

 

The next morning, Sav awoke to find, not Deanna’s warm, willing body next to him, but Alex’s.  Fortunately, Sav and Deanna agreed not to sleep in the same bed, just in case of anything.  She happily took a spare bedroom and it was a good thing.  In the middle of the night, Alex came into Sav’s room crying from a nightmare and wanted to sleep with his father.  Sav was sure that he was just checking to make sure he didn’t up and leave in the middle of the night.

 

Since it was Friday, Sav decided to keep Alex home from school and Sean from kindergarten.  They had too much of an ordeal last night, not to mention very little sleep.  The clock read almost 8:30 and Alex was still sound asleep.  He got up and checked in on Sean who was also still asleep.  He then went to the spare bedroom to see if Deanna was up since she had to open her shop today.  When he didn’t find her in bed, he was pulled into the kitchen by yet another heavenly aroma.  He found Deanna with a cup in her hand staring out his bay window that overlooked the ocean.  When she heard him enter, she turned.

 

“Good morning.  I uh…hope you don’t mind that I took some liberties in your kitchen.  When I was searcing for the tea last night, I found a bag of chocolate chips and made some homemade muffins.  I was also happy to discover that an Englishman has a coffeemaker.  You can keep your tea – I need this stuff.”

 

She held up her coffee cup and smiled and Sav walked over to her.  “Luv, you can have free reign in the kitchen.  It’s the one room I spend the least time in since I’m not domesticated.  Um…don’t you have to open the shop today?”

 

“Well, yes, I should.  But, I was thinking about working from home today.  I still have a lot of preparation to do for the show which is much more important to the future of my business than opening the shop today.”

 

Sav bit his lip and looked at her a bit sheepishly.  “So….you’re gonna go home?”

 

“Well, if you want me to, I can stay here.  I brought my laptop and cell phone with me.  All I need is a place to plug in.  That is….if its okay with you.”

 

He circled his arms around her waist.  “Deanna, you can stay whenever you want, however long you want.  I’m keeping the lads home from school today because of the late night.  I mean, how much is one going to miss in kindergarten and second grade?  I’m also not going to Joe’s .  I’ve got too much going on here.”

 

“When will you call Karen?”

 

Sav looked at the time, which really wasn’t important.  Last night, he didn’t care if he woke her out of a sound sleep.”

 

“You know, I think I’ll do it now, while the lads are asleep.  I don’t want them hearing in case it gets ugly.”

 

As Sav picked up the phone, Deanna headed out.  “I’ll just disappear into the family room.”

 

Deanna walked around the room, taking special note of all of Sav’s antique pieces which intrigued her the most.  He had one small desk that was tucked away in a nook that was filled with framed pictures of all sizes.  Pictures of his family back in England, no doubt, and of Alex and Sean.  As she took in his meticulous décor, she heard the sound of Sav’s voice becoming louder and louder all the way from the kitchen.

 

“What do you mean I had no right to bring my sons back here last night?……..  You had no right to leave them for two days with a nanny while you took off……..I don’t care what business affair Jonathan had!……..  Your children come first, Karen.  Your children that you’ve neglected so you can follow your husband around like a puppy dog.  What?…..  I’m jealous? …… Trust me, Karen….I’m not jealous, just a bit confused.  I thought the reason you wanted a divorce was because you couldn’t stand traveling with me all over the world, but you’ll happily do it with Jonathan.  What do you mean its easier with Jonathan because you don’t have to take the lads with you?  Is that what this is all about?  You didn’t want to come on tour with me because you didn’t want the burden of having to tote your children with you?  I’m not buying that excuse, Karen, because you could’ve had a nanny travel with us.  Look, I didn’t call you to discuss why you wanted a divorce.  To be honest,  now I’m thankful for it.  What I want to know is if you’re going to continue to be a mother to these children?”   

 

Deanna’s heart ached as she overheard the conversation.  But, then she heard the sound of a sniffle or two and got up.  She rounded the corner and saw Alex and Sean sitting on the floor next to the entrance of the kitchen listening to their father scream at their mother.  Little Sean was crying hard while Alex had a look on his face like it was the end of the world.  She immediately went over to them.

 

“Hey boys, why don’t you come with…..”

 

She didn’t get a chance to finish as Sean got up off the floor and threw himself into her arms and cried very hard.

 

“My mummy doesn’t want us,” the five year old sobbed.  “I didn’t do anything bad.  Why doesn’t she want me?  Why?”

 

Deanna began to cry herself as she stroked his hair and tried to soothe him.  She looked at Alex who got up and leaned against the wall.  She walked over to him with Sean still crying in her arms and put a hand on his shoulder.

 

“Alex?”

 

He pulled away from her a bit as he looked like he was trying hard to fight back tears of his own.  He was trying to be strong, but he was losing.  Deanna wouldn’t give up.

 

“Alex, its okay.  Come here.”

 

Alex finally gave into his tears and latched himself against Deanna’s side and cried too. 

 

When Sav got off the phone, he calmed himself down and came out of the kitchen, only to find his lads crying and clinging to Deanna like survivors to a lifeboat.  He immediately knew they heard him on the phone.  Deanna met his eyes and saw the anguish in them.  He went over to her.

 

“How long have they been listening?”

 

“Long enough,” she replied. 

 

Alex suddenly left Deanna’s side and clung to Sav.  “Daddy, please!  Please don’t leave us!  I won’t ever be bad…I promise.  Please, please, please!”

 

Alex cried so hard he was hyperventilating and the emotion that went through Sav at that moment almost brought him to his knees.  Deanna put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

 

“Rick, I’m gonna cancel my plans today.  Why don’t you have a long talk with them and then we’ll do something fun together.”

 

Sav put an arm around her and kissed her.  “However bad I needed you last night, I’m gonna need you even worse today.”

 

                                                Chapter 40

 

 

Deanna managed to get some work done while Sav talked to his sons about his conversation with their mum.  She was able to track down some interesting pieces for her show from her contacts back in the States.  Since she was owed a favor from them, they agreed to ship them to her for free in time for the show. Deanna then planned a very unique and eye catching display for her booth that was sure to make her stand out.  Being a new business, she needed an advantage over the other giants.

 

After everyone was ready, the four of them headed out to the entertainment center.  Alex and Sean seemed to have been relieved by the conversation their father had with them and was looking forward to some fun today.  Since it was a schoolday, the center was quite empty which gave Alex and Sean the space to enjoy themselves.  Alex went straight for a video game while Sean jumped around inside a big blowup cage filled with balls.  Sav and Deanna sat at a nearby table sipping tea and coffee respectively as they kept an eye on the boys and talked.

 

“Deanna, about last night, and this morning, I……..you don’t know how much I appreciate you being here.  Your presence……well, it just made it a little easier.  I know I’m their father, but there’s something about a woman’s touch and influece on a child that a man just can’t match.  They obviously crave it from their mum and, well, I don’t have to get into that.  I just want to say thank you.”

 

“Rick, its not necessary to thank me,” she replied.  “As I told you last  night at the shop, I’ve grown to care about your boys.  Don’t misunderstand me – I’m not trying to take their mum’s place, especially since I can’t have children of my own.  Karen will always be their mum, whether or not she acts like it.  I just saw that they needed something and I was glad to be there to give it.”

 

Sav smiled at her before he checked on Sean who was smiling and laughing as he jumped around.  He then looked over at Alex who was very much into his video game.

 

“Its so good to see them smile and have fun – especially after seeing them crying this morning,” Sav said.  “When I talked to them, Alex really expressed his fear that I’m gonna take off and leave them with no one.  Of course, he sees you in my life and, well, he just compared you to Jonathan – thinking that you’re gonna take me away.  He didn’t mean it – he’s just scared.”

 

“I knew that, Rick.  I mean, he’s only 7.  Even though he’s trying to be the strong, big brother, he’s still, in reality, a little boy who feels abandoned by his mother and thinks that his father’s gonna follow suit.”

 

Sav then leaned his elbows on the table, folded his hands, and rested his forehead against them.  “I still can’t believe that Karen had the audacity to take off with Jonathan to Waterford for a few days.  She didn’t have to go with him.  She just spent a little over two weeks in the Orient with him.  Those children have been waiting to see her and spend time with her – not a nanny!  What the hell did she want joint custody for if she wasn’t going to uphold her end?  How will I ever be able to trust her again when I leave them with her?”

 

Deanna bit her lip, wondering if she should give her opinion.  “Um, Rick….I may be out of line by saying this and if I am, please tell me, but…..have you considered getting sole custody of the boys and only giving Karen visitation rights?    I mean, only from what you’ve told me I was able to figure out that Karen has pulled this before.  And you’re right – what if she does it again?  What if the next time it happens when you’re not here to drop everything and get them?  What if you’re in the States or elsewhere far away?”

 

Sav rubbed his face with frustration.  “You must’ve been reading my mind, luv.  I’ve been thinking about that ever since she married Jonathan and showed me just how much her sons mean to her.  But, I gave her time to adjust her her marriage.   Now, its been almost 8 months and she still doesn’t get it.  She divorced me – not her children.   She can’t get away from them like she’s gotten away from me.”

 

Deanna sipped her coffee as she listened to him vent.  “So, what do you plan on doing to correct this?”

 

Sav looked at his lads who were thoroughly enjoying themselves. They always seemed happier when they were with him than with Karen.  And since Deanna came into his life, her tender, feminine influence has given them the affection that they needed.  She told him that she wanted to be part of his life as well as his childrens – to fill the empty space inside that was robbed from her years ago.  And her presence in his life would fill a similar empty space.  As long as she was in this with him, he felt that there wasn’t anything that he could do.

 

He looked at her and answered.

 

“There only seems to be one solution to this, Deanna.  I’m gonna call my attorney and fix this mess once and for all.”

 

                                                Chapter 41

 

After the boys exhausted themselves enough at the center, Sav and Deanna took them for burgers and fries for a late lunch.  They walked in his front door at four as Alex headed for the television and Sean for the playroom.  Sav was satisfied to have some uninterrupted time with Deanna and turned to her.

 

“Are you going to stay luv?  At least for a while?”

 

“I can do that,” she replied.  “I just need to check my e-mails on my laptop.  I’m so nervous about this show next month.”

 

He went over to her and stroked her face.  “You’ll do fine luv,” he whispered before bending down to kiss her.  Deanna pulled away and looked guilty.

 

“Here I am fretting about this, when you’ve got something so much more important on your hands,” she said. 

 

“Deanna, don’t let what I’m going through distract you.  I’m gonna place a call to my attorney right now while everything’s fresh in my mind.  My mind’s been a whirl since I came to see you yesterday afternoon and….I…..oh my God!  I forgot!”

 

Deanna watch Sav rush past her as she walked after him.  “What?”

 

Sav retrieved the giftwrapped box with her necklace in it.  He turned to her and saw her eyes widen.

 

“Deanna, when I came to your shop last night, I wanted to give you this.  But, well, the conversation went elsewhere, then we came back here and well……we did anything but converse!  Then Alex called and, well….I forgot all about it.  I got this for you.”

 

Deanna took the extended box with a warm smile.  “Rick, you….you didn’t have to….”

 

“Shh, I know I didn’t have to. I wanted to.  Please, open it.”

 

Deanna nervously unwrapped the box then opened the hinged lid and gasped at the sight of the beautiful amethyst and diamond heart pendant.  As she looked up at Sav with a stunned expression, he effortlessly took the pendant out of the box and proceeded around her.  Without a word, Deanna lifted her honey colored hair so he could fasten it around her neck.  He then moved around to face her.

 

“When I saw that, I thought of your incredibly beautiful eyes,” he said.

 

She looked up at him with those eyes that started to tear.  At this point, he felt as if he’d do anything for her.  Even though their relationship was still young, he was old and experienced enough to know when something was just lust and infatuation.  His priorities had changed dramatically over the years and he knew what he needed, which was more than what he wanted.  Even though he wanted Deanna, he needed her as well. 

 

However, his heart couldn’t afford to make the same mistake as it did with Karen.  Yes, Deanna knew who he was and what he did for a living, but she had yet to experience what his life was really like.  Now was the easy time – the time in between albums that kept him home for writing and recording.  Its what came afterwards that puts even the strongest relationships to the test.

 

He took her by the hand and led her to the couch.  “Deanna, there’s something I need to ask you.  Well, actually tell you first.    I….God, this wasn’t how I wanted to do this.  I had it all planned out to surprise you last night and give you this then tell you………..”

 

He froze up as his feelings were having a hard time forming words.

 

“Tell me what, Rick?”

 

He took both of her hands then took a deep breath.  “I love you, Deanna.  Very much.  But…I’ve been afraid to tell you.  Deanna, I need to know that you understand what it will be like to be involved with me.  The last 5 weeks have been wonderful – perfect even, especially with all the aggravation from my ex.  But we just happened to meet during the band’s ‘in between’ phase which is the writing and recording process.  But once the album is finished and released, which will probably be sometime next summer, well…that’s when the hard part begins.  There’s promo appearance, autograph sessions, radio and magazine interviews, small concert venues and the such.  I can be gone anywhere from 2 days to two weeks, sometimes even longer than that, especially when we start the tour.  I need you to fully understand what it will be like.  I  know you have your own life and business and I don’t expect you to give anything up to follow me.  But, if we’re gonna be together – have a relationship – especially one that includes my children, then I need you to know where my life stands.  I want to know if you feel the same way, but I want you to be prepared for what’s to come in case it affects your decision.  Please, Deanna.  Think about it before you answer because once I make that phone call to my attorney, there’s a chance that my lads will be with me permanently.”

 

Deanna listened to every word he said, although her heart and mind were pretty much made up the day he and his sons walked into her life.

 

She put her hand across the back of his neck and pulled him down for a kiss.  She then pulled back then moved her lips to his ear.

 

“I love you too, Rick.  Now….go make that call!”

 

 

                                                Chapter 42

 

Two weeks had gone by since Sav met with his lawyer to discuss taking Karen back to court for full custody of Alex and Sean.  And, since then, he had not heard one word from Karen.  No phone calls to follow up what happened, or to talk to the lads.  Absolutley nothing.  Sav hoped that once her attorney received the papers from his that she’d wake up and realize how serious this situation really is.

 

In the meantime, Sav got back into the groove with finishing up all the writing with Joe, Phil and Marti.  They also had a lot of input from Viv and Rick who wouldn’t be coming out until the recording process began.  Aside from his custody situation,  he was extremely happy with the fortunate turn of events in his personal life. 

 

He and Deanna had done a lot more talking about their relationship as it was in the present and what to expect in the future once the album was released and his band commitments kicked in.  Deanna thought long and hard about all that he said.  She knew it would be a sacrafice and that she would miss him, but she was no simpering little girl who would pine for her man while he was away.  She was a smart, independent, self-sufficient woman who had a business to run.  She had more than enough to keep her busy while he was away.

 

Sav also brought up the subject of her moving in with him and the boys when she felt the time was right.  Though she wanted to be with him, she felt that moving in after less than two months together was a bit too soon.  She needed to concentrate on her growing business and upcoming show before she could make a commitment like that.  However, she did tell Sav that he could count on her when it came to anything for the boys.  Since her life was a little more flexible than his, she offered to help out with them.  Sav was happy for that for now and understood about her wanting to take her time about moving in.

 

On Saturday night, Deanna closed up the shop at 5 and drove to his house.  She had packed a bag for weekend as she had been doing for the past few weeks.  Since Sav was at Joe’s, the nanny was watching Alex and Sean.  Deanna came and relieved her of her nanny duties and she spent the evening with the boys eating pizza and watching a video.  Sav called about 8 and said that he would be later than usual.  He apologized until Deanna told him not to worry.  In truth, she was really enjoying the time alone with his boys.

 

After she hung up, she went back on the couch.  Sean snuggled up next to her and looked up at her with adorable blue eyes.

 

“Are you going to be my mum now?”

 

Deanna felt her heart in her throat.  What she wouldn’t give to actually be their mum for real.  She also ached that their real mum hadn’t been heard from in two weeks.  These boys were obviously thinking that they’d never see her again and wondered if Deanna would be her replacement.

 

“Well, no Sean, I’m not,” she replied.  “I’m your daddy’s friend, but I also want to be yours.  I like spending time with you as much as your daddy, but I’m not gonna be your mum.  You have a mum.”

 

“No I don’t!” Alex huffed as he folded his arms.  “She doesn’t care about me so I don’t care about her.  I hope I never see her again.  I hate her!”

 

“Alex, stop it,” Deanna scolded.  “That is not a nice thing to say.  I know you’re upset with your mother, but hate is a very bad word.  I know you miss her, but she’s obviously going through something right now and she’s confused.  She’s not sure what she wants.  I know that she loves you and wants to see you, but she also has other obligations and, well, she hasn’t learned how to juggle both.  I don’t think your mother is doing this on purpose.  Maybe she just needs time to adjust more to her marriage to Jonathan.  In the meantime, you have your dad who’ll do anything for you.  You’re everything to him.”

 

Alex didn’t look like he believed what she said and Deanna knew his fear. 

 

“No, Alex.  I’m not going to take your father away.  There’s nothing that can take him away from you.  Oh, there will be times when he has to travel with the band next year, but hopefully you and Sean will be able to travel with him for a while, if you’re out of school.  You have Gail……..and you have me.  Please don’t’ worry about that, Alex, okay?”

 

Alex looked up at her with relieved eyes and only nodded.  She smiled at him and caressed his head.  She then looked to see that Sean was asleep against her side.  It was almost 10 o’clock and decided to get them into bed.

 

“C’mon Alex,” she said, carefully picking up Sean.  “I don’t think your father would  want you still up when he gets home.  Its time for bed.”

 

Alex grabbed hold of her arm as she stood.  “You’re not gonna leave us alone after we go to bed, are you?”

 

Deanna wanted to hug Alex tight, if only Sean wasn’t in her arms.  It was obvious that he wasn’t gonna get over feeling abandoned that easily.

 

“No Alex, I’m not.  As a matter of fact, I’m staying over.  And…if you want, I’ll make chocolate chip pancakes in the morning.”

 

Alex’s face lit up.  “Chocolate for breakfast?  Wow, yes!”

 

“Then its settled.  Now….up to bed.”

 

Deanna carried Sean up the stairs as Alex followed her.  He went to go brush his teeth as Deanna put Sean in bed and covered him up.  She then went into Alex’s room and got him into bed.  She bent down to whisper to him.

 

“You have sweet dreams and don’t worry about a thing,” she said.  “I’ll be right downstairs if you need me, waiting for your father to come home.”

 

Alex flashed her a grin before leaning up to kiss her cheek.  Deanna did all she could to keep from crying.  This poor little boy who once looked at her as the evil person who would take his father away was now looking to her for comfort and protection.  She knew that she made the right decision to be part of their lives.

 

She went back downstairs and settled on the couch, where she fell asleep.  Around midnight, she felt soft hair tickle her face as cool lips touched her forehead.  Her eyes flew open to see Sav standing over her.

“Rick,” she sleepily said.

 

“Sorry if I startled you luv,” he replied.  “And…I’m sorry I’m so late.”

 

“Mmm, its okay.  I put the boys to bed a little before ten then konked off myself.” 

 

She then noticed a bit of concern on his face and lifted her hand to cup the side of his head.  “You okay?”

 

Sav looked down at the opened manila envelope in his head.  “This was in the mailbox when I got home.  Its from my attorney.  He received an answer from Karen’s attorney.

 

Deanna’s heart pounded a bit.  “And…..?”

 

Sav bit his lip over the unthinkable.  “She’s not gonna fight it, Deanna.  She’s agreed for me to have full custody.  She doesn’t want those lads.”

 

 

                                                Chapter 43

 

Two more weeks went by since Sav received word that his ex-wife agreed to give him full custody of their sons.  The hardest part was coming up with something to explain to the boys.  Deanna was always sure to never give her opinion unless he asked for it, especially when it came to his sons.  As much as she wanted to be there for all of them, she was careful not to overstep her bounds. 

 

However, Sav came to her for advice on what to do and what to say.  Although she lacked the maternal experience, he knew she had a natural instinct for dealing with these things.  She suggested that he be as brief as possible, saying that they’d be living with him full time and only visiting with their mother.  If they questioned it further, then he’d deal with the questions as they asked them.  Fortunately,  Sean was too young to question anything and Alex didn’t really see a difference in the way things were before.  They somehow gotten used to seeing their mother as little as possible.

 

Deanna was at her shop on her day off as she used the uninterrupted time to work with her props to design her booth for the show.  She stood in the center of her shop with an array of tables, multicolored silk flower arrangements, yards of jeweled print material, strands of white lights and some of her finest pieces which she would display.  She silently thanked the 6 week adult education night course she took in interior decorating which helped her to design a layout that would draw spectators to her booth.

 

Even though she had the ‘closed’ sign in the window, she heard a knock on the door at around 2 in the afternoon.  Thinking that it may be Sav or even Maura, with lunch, she went over to the door.  She saw a woman who looked vaguely familiar, though she couldn’t register why.  Thinking that she may be related to the show, she opened the door.

 

“Yes, may I help you?”

 

“Is your name Deanna?” the woman inquired.

 

“Yes.  Can I help you?”

 

The woman didn’t even bother to be invited inside.  She just brushed past Deanna and walked in.  “I’m Karen Evans.  Formerly…..Karen Savage.”

 

Deanna’s countenance changed upon seeing Sav’s ex-wife in front of her.  Now she remembered why she looked familiar.  There was one, tiny framed picture of her and the boys on his antique desk in his living room.

 

“How…..how did you…..?”

 

“Know about you?” Karen filled in.  “Well, first of all my youngest son, Sean, couldn’t stop talking about this very pretty lady named Deanna who was his daddy’s new friend.  Alex then said that you had a shop very much like Whytes, only smaller, on the same street.  I guess you can call it process of elimination.”

 

Deanna looked around and saw that the coffee pot had long turned off.  “I’m sorry, but I don’t have anything to offer you.”

 

“I’m not here for refreshments,” Karen replied.

 

“Then what are you here for?”

 

Karen bit her lip and slowly walked over to a display.  After running her hand over it, she turned to Deanna.  “You must think I’m a horrible mother, don’t you?”

 

Deanna was caught off guard by her question.  “I don’t even know you, so how can I judge you?  I can’t lie and say that I don’t know about you allowing Rick full custody of your sons.  I guess….I guess my question would be why, but I don’t have the right to ask that.”

 

Karen continued to walk around the shop as she spoke.  “No, that’s perfectly alright.  Your curiosity is understood.”

 

“No, you don’t understand,” Deanna said.  “It goes beyond plain curiosity.  I just don’t understand how a mother can give up her children in that respect.  I”ll share something with you, Karen.  I had an unfortunate medical condition which rendered me sterile.  What I wouldn’t give to experience having children of my own.  I guess I can’t understand why a woman who has that gift would take it for granted.”

 

“Trust me, Deanna…its not something that I willingly want to do.  There are…..things going on in my life right now and I need to make a sacrifice for.  Unfortunately, that sacrifice is seeing my lads on a frequent basis.  I know you must think I’m selfish, but I have my reasons.  You see….since I met Rick until the day we divorced, our life always centered around him and his career.  Oh, I know he appreciated me, but I never felt important to his life.  He had the band to make him feel important.  Then, when the boys were born, I felt as if my only purpose was to be a full time mother and a part time wife whenever my husband was home.  I was tired of living in his shadow.”

 

Deanna shook her head.  “Pardon me for asking, Karen, but you knew who he was and what he did for a living before you married, didn’t you?”

 

“Of course I did,” Karen replied.  “I suppose the reality of his lifestyle was a little too hard to take once we had a life together and children.”

 

Deanna thought back to the conversation she had with Sav when he explained his lifestyle to her and wanted her to be sure that she could handle being in a relationship with someone like him.  Now she knew why he was so intent on her being absolutley sure.  He couldn’t go through disappointment again.

 

“But Karen, from what I understand, your husband, Jonathan, travels quite frequently.  Whats the difference between that and Rick traveling with the band?”

 

“The difference is….I feel needed with Jonathan.  I feel important to him.  When I travel with him on business, I’m not just there to come along for the ride and wind up alone in a hotel room or having to ride in a separate limousine.  I’m right by his side.  I feel as if  I’m part of his career.  Plus, he doesn’t have fans hounding him everywhere he goes or strange women grabbing after him and sending me all these weird threats.  I became swallowed up in his lifestyle and I didn’t want it anymore.”

 

Deanna tried to grasp all she was saying.  “Okay, fine I understand that you needed something different.  But…why neglect your sons?”

 

Karen looked like she was becoming agitated before tears formed in her eyes.  “I told you, I had to make a choice and that choice is my husband.  I need to be free of obligations so I can travel with him at a moments notice.”

 

“So, in otherwords, you’re centering your life around him,” Deanna said sarcastically.  “Doesn’t sound any different to me.  Don’t you have any ambitions of your own?  A career?”

 

“No, I don’t.  Right now, I’m concentrating on being there for my husband.”

 

“But not your children,” Deanna added.

 

Karen got angry.   “I can’t!  I just can’t!  You don’t understand….”

 

“No, I don’t understand!” Deanna shot back.  “Look, I don’t know you, nor do I think I want to, but, based on what you just told me, you’re excuses are empty.  There’s just no reason for you to……”

 

“My marriage is in trouble!” Karen shot out.  “Okay…fine, now you know.  Now you can go back and tell Rick that I’ve failed, again, and you can both have a laugh over it.  I have to make this marriage work.  I can’t be alone.  I just don’t know how to.  If I don’t travel with my husband, I’m….I’m afraid he’ll cheat on me.  I need to work on my marriage first.  So, you see…I can’t have my lads around us when we’re like this.”

 

Deanna softened, but just a bit.  “Then why don’t you just tell Rick the truth?  It would be much better for him to know that rather than him thinking that you don’t want your sons.”

 

“I can’t tell him,” Karen cracked. 

 

“You told me.  How do you know I won’t go and tell him?”

 

“I….I don’t know that,” Karen said.  “Perhaps asking your word that you’ll keep this conversation confident won’t be too much?”

 

It wasn’t in Deanna’s nature to gossip.  If Sav was gonna find out about this, it had to come from Karen.  “Of course I won’t say anything.  But….I strongly advise you to tell him.  And….tell your sons.  They need to know that their mother wants them.”

 

Karen wiped away a few escaping tears and nodded.  “I’ll….think about it.  That’s all I can say right now.  But, in the meantime, I…I know you’ll be good for my lads.  I can see why they like you.”

 

“Well, Sean took to me very easily, however Alex was a little wary.  He thought I was gonna take his daddy away from him just like you got taken away.  You see….they need to know the truth.  They may be young, but they’ll understand.  If they hear it from you, they’ll know that you do care, but you need to work on something else first.”

 

Karen cracked a bit of a smile.  “You know, for someone who doesn’t have children of their own, you seem to be a natural at this.”

 

Deanna equally smiled.  “That’s probably the nicest compliment anyone can give me.  Please, think about what I said.”

 

Karen only nodded before heading towards the door.  She turned to Deanna .“Thank you” was all  she said before leaving.

 

Deanna stood at the door as she watched her leave.  Hopefully, there may be some kind of happy ending to this mess if Karen reconsiders.

 

 

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Deanna’s first official Dublin antiques show was off to an exciting start.  Her clever, dazzling display attracted just about everyone there.  It was hard to miss.  Her ecletic mix of subtle lighting combined with eye-catching displays on turntables and intriquite use of fabrics in bold, yet tasteful designs was the hype of the show.  It was the reaction that Deanna needed as a small, new business among a sea of big names.

 

Her only regret was that Sav wouldn’t be able to make it.  They had another producer flying in today and he, Joe and Phil, along with the producers, we’re gonna be holed up as they began pre-production on the new album.  Although Sav felt badly about missing, not to mention apologizing profusely, Deanna understood.  She remembered the ground rules he laid out about life with a rock star and knew that this was just one of the many times that they wouldn’t be able to be there for each other.

 

However, her excitement overshadowed her disappointment.  Her business cards flew off the table and several other dealers inquired about working with them on a finders fee basis.

 

As the show began to wind down, a very tall, goodlooking young man was carefully perusing her display and leafing through pamphlets and brochures that she had done up about her business, pictures of prized pieces she had back at her store along with several displays that she had done.  She was beginning to turn off her displays when the man came up behind her.

 

“Excuse me, are you Ms. Preston – the owner?”

 

Deanna turned and smiled as she extended her hand.  “Yes, I am.  Can I help you?”

 

“Well, ‘help’ is definitely the word, because I’m not sure where to start.  First off, my name is Devon Flaherty.  I play soccer for Waterford United, however….well….this is hush, hush, but I’m in talks with Dublin United since my contract with Waterford is up.  Looks like I’ll be moving here.  I’ve already purchased a lovely manor home in the countryside and I’d like to decorate it with some antiques.  I was hoping to inquire after your services.”

 

Deanna was flabberghasted.  Here she was – a small, unknown dealer among some of the most established names, and this sports star was coming to her.

 

“Of…of course I can help you,” Deanna stated.  “Do you have an idea of what kind of style you’re looking for?”

 

“Well, I may have to leave that up to my fiance and yourself to discuss,” he chuckled. 

 

“Oh, well, congratulations on your upcoming marriage,” Deanna said.

 

“Thank you,” he replied.  “Now, I’m gonna need ideas for each room, including childrens’ rooms.”

 

Deanna grinned, but with a slight pang.  “Ah, thinking ahead to a family already, I see.”

 

“Well, not actually.  I was married, but my wife passed away of an illness 3 years ago.  We had two very small children at the time.  Last year I met a wonderful woman who basically came into my life at the right time.  We visited Paris several months ago and stayed in a hotel that was an interesting mix of contemporary with various antiques here and there.  We fell in love with the style, and, well, we’d like to copy it for our new home.”

 

Deanna warmed a bit over his situation, which was pretty much like Sav’s.  She came into his life at a time when he needed her so she completely understood how this man felt.

 

“Mr. Flaherty, I’d be happy to meet with you and your fiance,” Deanna said.  “I was getting visuals in my head as you were describing the hotel.  I would need to see the home then decide what would look best where.”

 

“Brilliant,” he replied.  “Um, but like I said…my trade to Dublin United hasn’t been formally announced yet, so this needs to be kept confidential.  No one really knows about my move here, so I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t tell anyone until after next week.  By then, my trade will be announced.”

 

“Absolutely sir.  You can count on me for discretion,” Deanna assured him.

 

“Great…then…..would this Saturday, early evening say, be a good time for you?”

 

Deanna had promised Sav that he would help him plan Alex’s 8th birthday party Saturday night, not to mention spend some quality time together.  But, she also knew that, if she got this job, her commission would be huge.  Since she wasn’t able to divulge the details of the job, she hoped to come up with something believable and hoped he’d understand. 

 

“That would be fine,” Deanna replied.  “I can close up the shop around 4:30 and head out.  You can call me at the number on my card to confirm and give me directions.”

 

“Excellent Ms. Preston,” Devon said.

 

“Please, call me Deanna.”

 

Devon nodded with her card in his hand.  “I’ll call you tomorrow to confirm after I speak to my fiance’.  Good day.”

 

“Good day to you too, and thank you,” Deanna said as he walked off.  She couldn’t help but beam with the sheer joy of her luck.  She so badly wanted to tell Sav, but she couldn’t break Devon’s confidence.  She couldn’t help but think how proud he’d be of her that she was making it.

 

However, Sav may be finding out more sooner than later.  Behind Deanna’s display, Karen lurked about.  She had overheard the entire conversation between Deanna and Devon and her mind concocted the perfect start to a plan to win her ex-husband and children back.

 

 

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Sav arrived home around ten.  As soon as he came in the front door, Gail was ready to leave, as she had her coat in her hand.

 

“I heard you come in through the gate,” she said.  “I need to get home quickly.  My mother lives with my husband and I and, well, she isn’t feeling too well.”

 

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that,” Sav replied.  “Let me know if everything’s okay.”

 

“I will, thank you.  Um, you only had one message while you were out.  It was Karen.”

 

Sav was startled.  “Karen?  What did she want?”

 

“Well, she didn’t say exactly what, only that you return her call as soon as possible.”

 

Sav ran his fingers through his hair.  “Fine.  Go ahead, Gail.  Go take care of your mum.”

 

“Thank you.  The lads were fine.  Off to sleep at 9.  Let me know when you need me next.”

 

“I will.  I’ll be home tomorrow, so it probably won’t be till the day after.  Good night Gail.”

 

“Good night Mr. Savage.”

 

Sav shut the door and decided whether or not to call Karen back or not.  He first decided to call Deanna to see how her show was.  However, he got her answering machine first.  He knew the show was over several hours ago.  Perhaps she was putting things away at the shop?  He called there and got the machine as well.  He was gonna call her cell, but figured that maybe she made some business contacts and was in the middle of something.  Although it was late, he didn’t think it too odd.

 

He then decided to call Karen and get it over with.

 

“Hello?”

 

“Karen, its Rick.  My nanny said you called.”

 

“Yes…yes I did,” she stammered.  “Rick….I’d like to know if its possible to see you tomorrow.  There are some….things that I want to talk to you about.”

 

Sav sighed heavily.  “Karen, if this has to do with the custody….”

 

“No…no, it doesn’t.  I just want us to talk.  Please?”

 

Sav had no idea what she wanted to talk about, but he hoped it would be about the lads.

 

“Fine,” he replied.  “I’ll be home tomorrow.  Come on over after the lads go to school.  We can talk uninterruptedly.”

 

“That’ll be fine,” she replied.  “I’ll be there around eleven.”

 

“Fine.  I’ll see you then,” he replied flatly before hanging up.

 

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The following morning, Sav got Alex and Sean off to school.  He arrived back home and called Deanna, hoping to catch her before she left for the shop.  He got her machine – again.  Puzzled, he tried the shop in case she went in early.  And again, he got the machine.  He then called her cell and got her voice mail.  He left her a brief message to call him before hanging up.  He then waited for Karen to arrive.

 

A little after eleven, Karen arrived.  She was very carefully dressed in an outfit that she knew would catch her ex-husband’s eye – fitted black dress trousers and a soft, pale blue sweater.  She walked in with a contrite face and a sweet smile.

 

“Thank you for seeing me Rick,” she cooed.  “You….you look good.”

 

Sav was polite to her compliment.  “Thank you.  Would you like some tea?”

 

“No, thank you.  I’m all set.  I…I couldn’t sleep last night, Rick.  I needed badly to talk to you.”

 

Rick was a bit alarmed.  “Are you alright?”

 

“I….I….no, I’m not.   Rick….I know my willingness to give you full custody of the lads probably shocked you, but I did it for good reason.  But….those reasons don’t matter anymore.  Rick….Jonathan and I are….well….we’re splitting up.  He…..he’s been treating me very badly.  And, well, because of that, I didn’t want the lads around him.”

 

Sav’s eyes popped.  “What?   Karen, why didn’t you tell me?”

 

Karen produced some tears.  “I was ashamed.  So very ashamed.  Rick, I know you’re probably gloating over this, but marrying Jonathan was a mistake.  A terrible one.  But….not as big as the one I made when I left you.”

 

Sav saw a dangerous look in her eye.  He was very familiar with that look.  While they were married, in happier times, Karen always gave him that look when she wanted to be intimate with him.  His mind was a whirl over what she was saying.

 

“Karen…..listen, I…..I’m sorry for what Jonathan has put you through and, if you need my help, you have it.  But….as for you and I……..I’m already in a relationship that I’m very happy with.”

 

Karen feigned sadness.  “You…you mean Deanna…the antiques dealer?”

 

“Yes, her.”

 

Karen then pretended to look confused.  “I….I don’t understand.  I thought you weren’t seeing her anymore.”

 

Sav crossed his arms.  “What made you think that?”

 

Karen innocently put her hand to her mouth.   “Uh, oh,” she said with guilt.  “I….maybe I shouldn’t have…..”

 

“What, Karen?  Tell me!”

 

Karen glanced down, then up.  “Well, I’ve got to confess Rick.  I attended the antiques show yesterday and saw Deanna’s booth.  The lads talked about her so much last time they were with me, but she wasn’t hard to find.  Anyway, I…I was planning on meeting her, I mean….since she was going to be spending time with the lads, I wanted to get to know her a bit.  While I was waiting at her booth, she was talking with someone – that someone was Devon Flaherty of Waterford United.  I…I couldn’t help but overhear, but they made a date for this Saturday.”

 

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Deanna got up early and spent her day off at the library.  Even though she was knowledgable in areas of most antiques, she wanted to brush up on pieces and styles that she didn’t normally carry.  She was so excited about her possible client, that she couldn’t sleep.  After the show, she wanted to call Sav, but didn’t want to disturb him since he said he’d have a late night at Joe’s.  Instead, she met Maura after she got off her shift at the pub and the two of them talked and caught up until almost midnight.

 

Deanna still was too excited to sleep and was wide awake at six.  Since she had the shop closed today, she decided to check out the extensive reference books on antiques at the library.  She waited for a decent enough hour to call him since she didn’t know what time he got in last night.  However, she knew he had to be up to bring the boys to school so she decided to call him now.  Since she was in the library, she had her cell phone turned off, but noticed her voice mail light blinking.  The message was from Sav who called around 9:30 this morning.  She dialed his number

 

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“What do you mean they made a date for Saturday night,” Sav asked Karen.  “You must’ve misunderstood.”

 

“I……don’t think so Rick,” Karen replied.  “I heard her say that she would close up the shop at 4:30 then drive out to his house.  He bought a countryside manor.”

 

Sav’s heart began to wildly beat with anxiety before he tilted his head.  “But….Devon Flaherty plays for Waterford.  Why would he buy a home in Dublin?”

 

Karen’s quick thinking saved her possible goof.  “Well, not all athletes live in the same city that they play in.  Probably his little off-season bachelor pad.  Anyway, I also overheard that he has two young children.  He’s a widower, I believe.  Deanna seemed very interested in that fact.”

 

Karen remembered Deanna’s admission about not being able to have children, and decided to use that to her advantage.

 

Sav’s heart caught in his throat when Karen said that.  He knew Deanna’s interest in children, since she couldn’t have any of her own.  And, as far as he was concerned, Karen didn’t know a thing about it.  Maybe….maybe it was true.

 

Karen saw the uncertainty in his eyes and moved closer.  She softly put her hand on his arm.  “Rick, I’m sorry.  I….I truly thought that, since she openly made a date with him, that the two of you broke up.  I guess I was wrong.  Oh, God, what have I done?  I didn’t mean to upset you.  I never would’ve said anything if I didn’t know.  But Rick…I thought….I thought that since you weren’t seeing her anymore that we could, you know…..talk.”

 

Sav’s head was in a spin.  He loved Deanna.  He thought she loved him too.  Now…now she was accepting a date from a soccer player?  A young, good looking soccer player with two kids.  How perfect could that be?

 

No…no, something wasn’t right.  He knew she wouldn’t cheat on him.  He just knew it.  Anyway, Saturday night they were going to plan Alex’s birthday party.  She adored his sons.  She wouldn’t give that up for anything less than an emergency.  No, Sav was convinced that it had to be something else.

 

“Karen, listen, I think there’s a good explanation for this.  I’ll ask Deanna about it.  Now, as far as you and I……I don’t think we could ever get back together.  The hurt was too much.  Our marriage was next to nothing in the last few years.  We just weren’t meant to be together.”

 

Karen leaned in closer.  “You’re wrong, Rick.  We were born to be together.  We just were too foolish to find out how to make it work.  Now, we’re older and wiser.  We’ve both made mistakes and we’ve learned from them and I’m willing to try to make amends.  Rick, think about the lads.  No more shuffling them around.  We can be a family again.  Please.”

 

Sav was uncomfortable with her closeness.  Even though she was his wife for 7 years, his heart belonged to another woman.  Another woman who very well may be cheating on him.

 

“Karen, please, I….I don’t think this is the right time to…..”

 

Sav was cut off when Karen pulled him down to kiss him.  Sav fought it at first, but felt himself start to give in to the old feeling.  His senses returned when he realized that this just wasn’t right and pulled away.

 

“Karen, stop.  This isn’t right.”

 

“It is Rick,” she purred.  “You just need time to realize it.  You do what you have to do with Deanna.  I’ll be waiting for you, luv.  You and the lads.”

 

Karen was confident that Deanna wouldn’t tell Sav much when approached because of her promise to Devon to keep their arrangement confidential.  “Walk me to my car?”

 

Sav nodded and led her outside.  He came back inside after a few minutes and saw a message on his answering machine and played it.

 

“Rick, hi its Deanna.  I thought I’d try to catch you since I got in very late last night and wasn’t sure what time you got in.  I just got your voice mail message.  Unfortunately I’m somewhere where my cell phone can’t be on.  Listen, I need to talk to you about Saturday night.  I…..something came up and I can’t come over.  I um…..met a potential client at the show yesterday whom I’m going to meet with.  I’m so sorry, but maybe we can get together Sunday to plan Alex’s party.  I’m pretty much gonna be out of cell phone range for the majority of the day, so just leave me a voice mail and I’ll check it periodically.   Love you….bye.”

 

The air felt like it left Sav’s lungs.  Deanna not only cancelled for Saturday night, but was also conveniently out of cell phone range.  Was she possibly with Devon? 

 

Every emotion inside of him was battling each other.  His breathing became rapid as feelings of anger and betrayal slowly began to surface.  He then noticed the box with the drawer pull on his counter.  Ever since he bought it from Deanna the first day they met, he hadn’t had the opportunity to have it installed.

 

He picked up the box and took the metal pull out.  He gently caressed it with his fingers before hurling it at a wall mirror.

 

 

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Around one that afternoon, Sav walked into Joe’s.  He barely acknowledged him or Phil as he walked in the kitchen.  Marti and the other producer were already in the Garage.

 

“Nice of you to show up Sav,” Joe quipped.

 

“I didn’t know I was punching a fucking time clock, Joe,”  Sav shot back.

 

Phil’s eyebrows went up.  “Whoa, someone got up on the wrong side of the bed.  Or should I say….woke up in an empty bed!”

 

“Does everything have to be ‘sex’ with you Phil?” Sav huffed out before hesitating.  “Wait a minute…..look who I’m asking that question to!”

 

Both Joe and Phil knew there was something definitely wrong with Sav for it wasn’t in his nature to blow up like that.

 

“Okay, are you going to willingly tell us why you’re biting our heads off, or are we gonna have to dangle you off my deck and force it out of you?” Joe asked.

 

That seemed to be the last straw to Sav as he slammed a kitchen chair against the table.  “Look, I don’t have to give you an itinerary of my personal life!  You’re not the only one who’s allowed to be a tempermental asshole, Joe.  You know….I don’t need to be here today.  I’m outta here!”

 

Sav turned and headed for the door.  Joe got up before Phil put a hand on his shoulder.  “No, let me.  Its obvious he feels you know too much about him.  Maybe he’ll talk to me.”

 

Joe let out a deep sign and motioned Phil to the door.  Phil went outside hoping to catch Sav as he was pulling out of the driveway, but instead found him leaned up against his car having a cigarette.  Sav saw Phil walking towards him, rolled his eyes then looked away.  Phil stopped right in front of him.

 

“You know, you don’t owe us an explanation of anything going on in your life, Sav,” Phil began.  “But, when you start acting like this, well….we can’t help but wonder why.  And, be concerned.  Tell me….does it have to do with Deanna or…Karen?”

 

Sav took a drag and blew it out.  “Both,” he answered. 

 

Phil made a funny face.  “I’m almost afraid to ask.  Hmm, what could be the worst case scenario?  Either Karen wants you back or Deanna’s cheating on you.”

 

Sav turned astonished eyes towards Phil.  “Try both!”

 

Phil paled.  “I…I was only kidding, mate.”

 

“I’m not,” Sav replied.

“What……what happened?”

 

Sav dropped his cigarette and put it out with the heel of his boot.  “Hmm, long story short.  Deanna had her show yesterday and met Devon Flaherty, a Waterford United player.  Coincidentally, Karen was at the show, supposedly to introduce herself to Deanna since she’d be spending a lot of time with our sons, and wound up overhearing a conversation between Deanna and Devon.  Seems Devon asked her out for Saturday night and Deanna accepted.”

 

Phil rolled his eyes with great animation and chuckled.  “Oh Sav, please!  Please, tell me you don’t believe your ex-wife.  She could just be saying that to….”

 

“……I couldn’t get a hold of Deanna last night after the show.  I knew she’d be knackered after it.  She wasn’t home and she wasn’t at the shop.  I called her this morning after I brought the lads to school and she wasn’t home nor at the shop yet.  I called her cell and got her voice mail.  Karen called the night before asking to come over so we could ‘talk’.  Since she overheard Deanna and Devon making a date, she assumed that we had broken up and wants to talk about getting back together.  I told her that I love Deanna and that I’m sure that she misunderstood what she heard.  When I walked Karen to her car, Deanna had called and left a message on my machine.  She said that she’d be out of cell phone range – no explanation – and that she couldn’t see me Saturday night because she had client business.  Phil, Saturday night we were going to plan Alex’s party.  She is wild about my lads.  Plus, what business would she have on a Saturday night?”

 

Phil stood back and listened without saying a word.  Finally, he did.  “So…..now for the $20,000 question.  Did you confront Deanna with this?”

 

Sav threw his hands up.  “How could I?  I can’t get a hold of her.  She’s not home.  The shop is closed and she’s somewhere out of cell phone range.  For all I know, she’s probably shagging her little soccer star!  He’s young….younger than me, with two small children from his previous marriage.   She’s probably having second thoughts about dating a 40 year old rock star who’s gonna be traveling all over the world once the album’s out and the tour starts.”

 

“I can do without the self pity,” Phil chided.  “Especially, since I’m older than you.”

 

“Whatever,” Sav huffed.

 

“Sav, sooner or later you’re gonna talk to her before Saturday.  Don’t get yourself in a twist until you talk to her.  I’m sure she’ll explain what really happened.”

 

“Yeah, I’m sure.”

 

“So…..you coming back inside?  Joe misses you.”

 

Sav let out his first laugh of the day.  “When Ireland freezes over!”

 

 

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Sav wisely took Phil’s advice and decided to give Deanna the benefit of the doubt.  He had just learned to trust all over again after meeting Deanna and he just couldn’t handle it if she betrayed him.  However, his ex-wife’s word was not exactly golden and Sav even found it a bit coincidental that she had the audacity to want to get back together at the same time he found out about this supposed date that Deanna had with Devon Flaherty.

 

He spent the rest of the day working and waited for Deanna to call him when she was able.  She didn’t call him on his cell for the remainder of the day, but Sav did come home that night to a message on his machine from her.  Since it wasn’t too late, he called her at home.

 

“Hello?”

 

“Aye there stranger,” Sav quipped.

 

“Hey yourself,” Deanna replied.  “I’m so sorry, but these last two days have been crazy.  I hate playing message tag with you.  I miss you so much.”

 

“I miss you too, luv.  So…what have you been up to?”

 

Sav tried to  inquire without sounding like he was hounding her.  He wanted to see what she’d offer first.”

 

“Well…..actually, its kind of….confidential.  I really can’t say anything yet, but there’s a chance that I could get commissioned to locate some antiques for a potential client.  I was at the library most of the day brushing up on some reference books, which is why I couldn’t keep my cell phone on.”

 

“Confidential?” Sav questioned.

 

“Um…yeah,” she answered.  “I…I really can’t get into it and…..oh, hold on Rick, I have another call coming in.”

 

Before Sav could answer, Deanna clicked off.  He waited for about 2 minutes before she came back on.  “Rick, sorry.  Listen, I have to take this call.  Its from that client and I really don’t want to mess this up.”

 

“You have clients calling you at home?”

“Its really important,” she stated.  “I’d tell you if I could, but not yet.  Listen, call me at the shop tomorrow.  If you can, stop by to see me.  Sorry, gotta go.  Love you.”

 

With that, Deanna clicked off again and Sav was left with the sound of a dial tone.   He wanted to press further about this ‘client’ that she couldn’t talk about.  He thought it weird, but didn’t want to seem too invasive.  He decided to visit her at the shop tomorrow and talk some more.  There, he’ll ask her about Devon Flaherty.

 

The following afternoon about 12:30, Deanna was about to order some lunch when the door to her shop opened.  She looked up to see Devon Flaherty walk in.

 

“Devon!  Hello.  This is a surprise.”

 

“Well, I was in the area and wanted to stop in and see your shop.  And, also see if you were free for lunch.  My fiance is meeting me over at Foley’s for lunch and was wondering if you could join us.  I know its last minute, but she’d like to pick your brain before you actually come to the house this Saturday.  I guess decorating comes more naturally to women than men!”

 

“Ah, well that is a stereotype, but I’m afraid that’s true!  Most men think a plastic floor plant, wooden crates and a hula girl lamp is decorating.”

 

Devon let out a pleasant chuckle.  “You just described my university campus room – minus the hula girl lamp!”

 

Deanna returned the laughter.  “Well, I see no reason why I can’t join you.  I was gonna order lunch as we speak. Let me get my coat.”

 

As Deanna retrieved her coat her phone rang.  “Renaissance Antiques?”

 

“Aye luv, its me,” Sav said on the other end.  “Listen, I’m on my way down to the shop to see you before I go to Joe’s.   Do you want me to stop and get you anything?”

 

“Oh, Rick!  Oh, I’m…I’m so sorry.  I forgot about you coming.  I was just heading out to have lunch.”

 

“Well……can we have lunch together?”

 

“Unfortunately, no.  It’s a business lunch.  God, I’m so sorry.”

 

“Oh….okay, well then can I just stop by to see you quickly before you leave?  I haven’t seen you in….”

 

“No!” Deanna quickly said.  “Um, I mean, I don’t have time to waste.  I have a client meeting me at the pub as we speak and I don’t want to keep her waiting.”

 

Her?  Sav’s mind registered that, but he was still uncomfortable with Deanna’s aloofness.  “Oh, okay.  I see.  Well, call me when you get back.”

 

“Okay, I will.  Bye.”

 

Sav held the cell phone in his hand as Deanna clicked off without saying ‘I love you’.  He wondered if something was keeping her from saying it.  Or someone.   Since he was already in his car and moments from the shop, as he planned on surprising her, he decided to drive by.  He turned down Molesworth Street and pulled over to the curb to park. 

 

He saw the door to Deanna’s shop open and watched her walk out – followed by Devon Flaherty!

 

Sav’s heart sunk to the floor of his car as his hands absentmindedly gripped the steering wheel so hard that his knuckles turned white.

 

“No wonder she didn’t want me coming by or told me she loved me,” he thought.  “He was standing there waiting for her. And she wanted me to believe that she was meeting a female client.  Business lunch, my arse!  I don’t believe!  Karen was right.  What an absolute bloody fool I am!  I knew our relationship was too good to be true.  She doesn’t even have the decency to tell me.  Probably going to wait to see if things work out with Devon before she tells me to get lost.  Forget it!  I’m not waiting around for that!”

 

 

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Sav pulled in his driveway and stalked inside his house.  He didn’t know what to do or what to think first.  He had already been deceived by one woman who said one thing, but meant another and now he’s going through it again.  At this rate, he wondered if he’d ever be able to trust another woman again.

 

What hurt was that he really and truly loved Deanna.  He finally thought he found a down to earth woman who not only was beautiful, intelligent, funny and independent, but accepted him for who and what he was,  accepted his lads and understood his life.  He thought wrong.

 

He would’ve had more respect for her if she just came to him and told him that it wasn’t working out and that she wanted to see other people.  Yes, it would’ve hurt, but at least she would’ve been honest.

 

The last thing he wanted to do was be around anyone today.  He called Joe  and asked if he was really needed today.  Fortunately, Joe read between the lines and didn’t ask any question.  He knew his friend needed to work something out before he could fully focus.

 

While Sav waited for Gail to bring the lads home from school, his phone rang.  He didn’t want to talk to anyone, but answered it anyway.

 

‘ello?”

 

“Rick hi, its Karen.  Do you have a minute?”

 

“Not really, Karen.”

 

“Rick, whats wrong?  Why are you being so short?”

 

Sav let out a sigh.  “I’m just not having a good day, that’s why.”

 

“Did…did you find out about Deanna?”

 

Sav was silent for a few moments before letting it out.  “Yes, I did!  She is traipsing around with Devon Flaherty.  Are you happy?”

 

“Well…..I’m not happy that you’re upset, but I am happy that you’re free so that we can talk about us.”

 

“Karen, now is not the time.  I don’t want to…..”

 

“Okay, fine then.   No pressure.  Listen, I’d like to know if I can come over to see the lads when they get home.  Is that okay?  I don’t want to bring them here.  I’m in the process of moving in with my sister just outside Dublin Centre.  Once the divorce is over, I’ll get a place of my own.  But, I’d really like to see the lads.”

 

Sav couldn’t deny the lads seeing their mum and it would be under his roof.  “Fine, Karen.  They should be home in an hour.”

 

“Great, I’ll be by then.  Bye.”

 

Almost an hour later, Gail came in the door with Alex and Sean in tow.  Sav smiled for the first time since his discovery this afternon.

 

“Aye lads,” he said hugging them.  “Guess who’s coming to see you this afternoon?”

 

“Deanna!” Sean replied.

 

“No, not Deanna,” Sav said somberly.

 

“Yeah it is,” Alex said.  “She’s right behind us.”

 

Sav looked past his sons to see Deanna come through the door.

 

“Surprised to see me?” Deanna asked.

 

 

                                                Chapter 49

 

 

Sav met Deanna’s beautiful and cheerful face with a look of shock and…..loathing.

 

Deanna caught that look and it sent a chill up her spine.  “Rick, whats wrong?”

 

Sav glared at her before bending down to his sons.  “Listen lads, I need to talk to Deanna for a bit.  Why don’t you go upstairs with Gail and get settled, okay?”

 

“Deanna said she’s gonna make us dinner tonight,” Sean said. 

 

“Yeah, she pulled up the same time we did,” Alex said.  “She promised to make brownies too.”

 

Sav tried not to let his true feelings show to his sons.  “That sounds wonderful.  No, go upstairs with Gail.”

 

Gail nodded and took the lads upstairs.  Deanna watched all this with bewilderment.  “Rick….are you okay?  Are you upset that I showed up like this?  I came right after lunch.  I felt bad about cutting you off this afternoon that I decided to surprise the boys with making them dinner and…...”

 

“Where did you go this afternoon Deanna?,” Sav said coldly, cutting her off. 

 

Deanna’s eyes widened.  “What?  I told you that I had a business lunch.”

 

“What was her name?”

 

“Why?  Why do you need to know…..?”

 

“Just answer me, Deanna.  If you’re able.”

 

Deanna never saw him like this.  It was a cross between hatred and devestation.  “I….I can’t tell you, Rick.”

 

“Why, Deanna?  Because your supposed female client turned out to be Devon Flaherty?”

 

Deanna sat on the couch.  “How….how did you find out?”

 

“When I called you this afternoon, I was already on my way to your shop to surprise you.  When you emphatically told me not to come by, I did anyway.  I saw you and Devon come out of your shop.  Whats the matter….could’nt wait till Saturday night to see each other when you had your date?”

 

“Our date?”

 

“Just admit it, Deanna!  You met him at your show and he asked you out for Saturday night.  I know all about it.  Then for two days after that we’ve barely spoken.  If you wanted to see other men, fine.  At least be woman enough to tell me – at least since you’ve sworn your love to me!”

 

Deanna put her head down in her hands.  She couldn’t believe that this all got misconstrued, not to mention that Sav didn’t believe or trust her.  She had to explain, but she wouldn’t let him off that easily.  She slowly stood up and approached him.

 

“For your information, Richard Savage, I did meet Devon at my show.  He inquired about me finding him some antiques for a home he bought in the country – he and his fiance!  That was the big client that I was talking about and was working so hard the last two days brushing up on different styles of antiques.  He stopped by my shop today and said that he was meeting his fiance for lunch and asked if I could come along so we could meet informally before I went to his house Saturday night to take a look around.  The reason I couldn’t say anything was because he was waiting for a formal announcement to be made that he was being traded to Dublin United.  He told me at lunch today that the announcement was made.  I had to give my word till then.  Is that a good enough explanation for you!”

 

Sav was a mix of relief and humiliation, not to mention anger that Karen either heard wrong, or intentionally told him this to break him and Deanna up.  He’d wager every cent he ever made on the latter.  How could he apologize to her?

 

“Deanna, I’m…..I’m sorry.  But, you have to understand how it looked from my end.”

 

“Doesn’t matter, Rick.  You should’ve asked first.”

 

“I did, but you couldn’t tell me anything.”

 

“Then you should’ve just trusted me.  I guess this tells me just how much you do and that my declarations of love mean nothing.”

 

Deanna reached up and unclasped the diamond and amethyst heart pendant from around her neck and laid it on his coffee table.  As tears filled her eyes, she stood strong and looked straight at him.  “I’m sorry, Rick.  I once loved someone that I thought I trusted – until he betrayed me.  Now I don’t know if I can love someone who doesn’t trust me.  Goodbye.”

 

 

                                                Chapter 50

 

Sav felt his entire world spin as he watched the woman that he loved walk away from him.

 

“Deanna, no…..wait, please….please don’t go.”

 

He grabbed her by the back of her arms and spun her around.  Deanna tried to keep her tears at bay, but failed.  She was now crying full force.

 

“How could you stand there and accuse me like that?” she cried out.  “I haven’t been the same since I met you.  I trusted you with personal things about you.  I gave you my love and my body.  I love those two boys of yours as if they were my own.  You know that, Rick.   So how……how could you?”

 

Sav pulled her up against him with an almost violent tug as he tried to keep his own emotions under control.

 

“I’m sorry,” he pleaded.  “I’m so…so sorry.  It…it was just the way it looked and, well, combined with the fact that you couldn’t tell me anything.  Deanna, I’ve been hurt in the past too and had my trust broken.  I’m trying to gain that back and you’re the first woman that I’ve allowed it with.  Please, luv.  Please, don’t leave my life.  I will get down on my knees and beg if I have to.”

 

Deanna just allowed herself to calm down as she basked in the warmth and scent of him as he enveloped her in his arms.  She had never felt more comfortable, more at ease nor more cared for or loved in her life than she did with this man.  To walk out on him would tear her in half, but she couldn’t have her love questioned.  She pulled away a bit and put one hand on each side of his face.

 

“Listen to me, Rick.  I don’t want anyone but you, you understand that?  No one.  Absolutely no one!  I’ve been deleriously happy since I met you and I wouldn’t jeopardize that for anything.    I know you’re still relearning to trust, but please come to me first if something bothers you, okay?”

 

Sav nodded with relief.  “Yes, you have my word.  Now please…..” He bent down and picked up her necklace…”put this back on.”

 

She lifted her honey colored hair so he could refasten it around her neck.  She smiled at him through her tears before she knitted her brows.

 

“Rick, just how did you find out about me meeting Devon at my show and who said that we had a date for Saturday?”

 

Before Sav could answer, he heard the buzzer to the front gate go off.  A look of contempt filled his face.

 

“You’re about to find that out right now.”

 

 

                                                Chapter 51

 

 

Sav hit the buzzer and spoke into it.  “Yes?”

 

“Rick, its me,” Karen’s voice said.

 

“Come on in.”

 

Deanna’s eyes widened.  “Karen?  Karen’s here?  And….it was her?  How did she know?”

 

“Seems she was at your antiques show.  She said she wanted to meet you, since you’d be spending a lot of time with the lads.  She was near your booth and overheard your entire conversation with Devon.”

 

Deanna shook her head in amazement.  “I don’t believe it.  But, she um…already met  me.  I promised her I wouldn’t say anything, but at this point I don’t care.  She stopped by my shop a week before the show bascially to explain her un-motherly behavior.  She told me some personal things about her and her marriage, but that’s not for me to tell you.”

 

Sav tapped his finger against his chin.  “Lets see – did she say that her marriage was over and that she and Jonathan were getting a divorce?”

 

“Well, no…not to that extent,” Deanna answered.  “More like her marriage was in trouble and the reason she travels everywhere with Jonathan is because she’s afraid he’ll cheat on her.”

 

Sav chuckled over the absurdity.  “Really?  She told me that Jonathan was treating her badly, however broad that is, and that she didn’t want the lads witnessing that, which is why she wholeheartedly gave me full custody.  And, coincidentally, she must’ve exaggerated your conversation with Devon to make it look as if we had broken up.  She showed up the next morning to tell me, then used it as a means to get back together.”

 

Deanna’s mouth dropped a bit and Sav knew exactly what she was thinking.  “No, luv….no worries.  There is no way on earth that I’ll ever take her back – especially after this stunt.”

 

Deanna looked a bit concerned.  “You know, Rick….maybe there is something wrong with her.  You know….psychological or emotional.”

 

Sav pondered that as his doorbell rang.  He and Deanna eyed each other before he answered it.

 

“Afternoon, Karen.”

 

“Hey luv,” she said, trying to slip her arms around his neck for a kiss.  Sav immediately pulled himself away.

 

“Oh, right…sorry,” she said.  “We did promise to take this slow.”

 

“We’re not taking this anywhere, Karen,” Sav sternly said.  “Before you see your sons, we need to straighten something out.”

 

Sav walked into the living room from the foyer as Karen followed.  “Rick, what?  Whats wrong?  Did I do……?”

 

Karen stopped in her tracks when she saw Deanna and knew instantaneously that her little plan had just backfired on her.  Sav saw the look on her face and for one brief moment felt sorry for her as he saw an unstableness come over her.  He suddenly thought if Deanna may be right.

 

“Karen….I think we need to clear up some misconceptions here.”

 

“I…I don’t know what you mean,” Karen stammered.

 

“Maybe I can refresh your memory, Karen,” Deanna cut in.  “I understand you were at my show.  I also understand that you overheard a conversation between Devon Flaherty and myself – a conversation that included him commisisoning my services to furnish his new country home with antiques, am I not correct?”

 

Karen was clearly nervous. “Well, I….I didn’t hear the entire conversation.  I didn’t want to eavesdrop or anything.”

 

Deanna crossed her arms.  “Well, if you didn’t hear everything, then how were you so sure that it was a ‘date’ that he asked me out on and not scheduling a business appointment?”

 

“Well….well, that’s what it sounded like, I….I could’ve been wrong…..”

 

“You were wrong, Karen!” Deanna interrupted.  “I don’t understand it.  Just last week you came by my shop to meet me and said I’d be good for your children because you don’t want to see them, and now you’re trying to stab me in the back because you want Rick back.  With all due respect, just what the hell do you want?”

 

Karen’s nervousness turned to fear as she collapsed to the couch and cried into her hands. 

 

“I don’t want to be alone!  I’m afraid!  I’m so very afraid!  I married Jonathan too soon because I was afraid I’d lose him.  I put him first and because of that, I’m losing my children.  Well, now I’ve given over full custody and Jonathan wants out.  Rick, I …I thought we could take a chance again, but I knew Deanna was in the way.  I guess I….I…I’m so sorry.  You don’t know what I’ve been going through this last month.”

 

Deanna looked at Sav and motioned that she’d go into the kitchen in order to give them privacy.  Sav then sat next to Karen.  “You should’ve been honest with what was going on instead of pulling charade, Karen.  I’m here for you to help you, but not in the capacity of a husband.  I will be your friend, you are the mother of my children.  But my love and my heart belongs to Deanna.  I’m sorry Karen.  But, I will be there for you as a friend if you need it.”

 

Just then Alex and Sean came into the room when they heard crying.  “Dad, what…..?” Alex began when he saw his mum.  He then got a somber look on his face.

 

“What are you doing here?” Alex bit out.

 

“Alexander!” Sav scolded.

 

However, Sean happily went over to his mum and hugged her.  “Mum!  What are you doing here?  Why are you crying?”

 

How could she ever tell them?  How could she ever make up her neglect of them.  “I’m crying because…..because I’m happy to see you and that I’m sad over not seeing you as much.  I’m so sorry, Sean,” she wept as she hugged him.

 

“Its okay, mummy,” the precious five year old replied.  “I know you didn’t mean it.  You don’t look like you feel well.”

 

Karen looked up at her youngest son.  “No Sean….I don’t feel well.  I think mummy is sick.”

 

“Then you need to get better,” Sean said.

 

“Yes, I do.  And….I will.  I promise.”

 

“Yeah, right,” Alex sneered.  “Every promise you ever made you broke. I don’t believe anything you say anymore.”

 

“Alex, please,” Karen begged.  “I am so sorry.  But…I’m gonna make it up to you.  But first, I need to get well.  I’m not with Jonathan anymore.  I’m going to move in with Aunt Nancy.  And then…..then I need to get better.  When I do, I will make it up to you, I do promise this time!”

 

Alex didn’t know whether to believe his mum or not.  He wanted to go to her, but he wanted to hate her.  Finally, Sav gave him a shove.

 

“Go to your mother, lad.  She needs you more than you need her.”

 

Alex slowly walked over and Karen caught him quickly.  She sat there hugging her sons and rocking back and forth as she cried her heart out.  Sav couldn’t help but get choked up himself a bit.

 

“Don’t worry, Karen,” he assured her.  “You do whatever you have to do and we’ll work something out.”

 

For the first time in almost a year, Sav saw some clear skies on the horizon for everyone involved.

 

 

                                                Chapter 52

 

 

Over the course of the next several days, Sav learned the extent of Karen’s problems.  She had become seriously depressed and was taking Prozac and sometimes drinking heavily.  She admitted the night she left the lads with the nanny was not because Jonathan had a business function, but rather she learned about his infidelities.  When Jonathan left to be with his mistress, Karen was not in the right frame of mind.  She called in the nanny to watch the lads for a night or so, while she checked into a hotel where she cried, drank and sunk deeper into depression.  There was no way she could be around the lads in that condition.

 

Sav told Karen that he wished she told him the truth, but understood her shame in it.  He also told her that he would help her with attorney costs in her divorce, in which she promised to ‘give Jonathan what he deserves’ in court and ‘get what she deserves’ afterwards.  Sav just smiled sheepisly, thankful for the prenup that they signed before they got married years ago.  However, he did agree that Jonathan was a dog and Karen didn’t deserve being treated badly and used.

 

As Karen got settled in with her sister and prepared to undergo treatment for her depression, Sav got with his children and tried best he could to explain their mum’s situation.  He said that mum was ‘sick’ and was going somewhere where she can get well so she’d be able to see them again.

 

“Is she going to be our mum again?” Sean asked.

 

“Sean, she was always your mum,” Sav replied.  “She was just having problems and didn’t want you lads to see he when she was sad.  But, she’s going to get help for that.  You don’t have to worry about Jonathan anymore.  Mum is going to live with Aunt Nancy while she’s getting well.”

 

“Why….why can’t she just come back and live here?” Sean asked.

 

“Because mum and dad are divorced, that’s why,” Alex huffed.  “Divorced people don’t live together anymore.”

 

“Alex, he’s still too young to understand that,” Sav chided.  “Be a little more patient with your brother.”

 

Sav then turned to Sean.  “Sean, your mum is still your mum, but she and I are no longer married.  We both have separate lives now, but we are still connected to each other because of the both of you.  And, while you’re mum is going through this difficult time, I’m going to be there for her because I want to see her well, for your sake.  We love the both of you, but we don’t love each other anymore”

 

Alex looked at his father with a twinkle in his eye.  “You love Deanna, right?”

 

Sav smiled, knowing he couldn’t fool his eldest son.  “Yes lad.  I do.  Very much.”

 

“I love her too,” Sean proudly stated.  “She’s pretty and she’s nice to me.  She reads me stories and……and makes me brownies and…..and……she’s nice to you too.  She makes you smile.”

 

Sav realized that he couldn’t fool his youngest either.  “You’re right Sean.  She does.  That’s one of the reasons I love her.”

 

“Will you marry her?”  Alex asked.

 

“Well, that is a possibility, but its still too soon.  We still want to spend more time together and get to know more about one another.  I’d like for her to meet Grandma Sally and Uncle John and Brian first.  We’re gonna take it slow.  She’s got her antique shop to run and I’ve got an album to finish.”

 

“Can we go on tour with you next year?” Alex pleaded.  “Please….please….please!  “I’ll be 9 by then.  Please!”

 

“Yeah, me too!” Sean said, not wanting to be left out.

 

“Well, I don’t see why you can’t come along during the summer shows we do,” Sav answered.  “But, once school starts, it’ll be difficult.”

 

“Will Deanna come too?”

 

“If she can,  and, if we’re still together, I’d love for her to come.  Remember, she has a business to run.”

 

“You’ll still be together, dad,” Alex said confidently.  “I just know it.”

 

“Yeah…yeah, then…then you can marry Deanna and she can watch us instead of having a nanny.”

 

“Dad, if you do marry her, she’ll be our step-mum, right?”

 

“That’s right,” Sav replied.  “But she will never want to take the place of your real mum in your lives, even though she loves you two as if you were her own.  Now…..I don’t want you two talking about marriage in front of her.  That’s a grown up subject, okay.”

 

“Okay,” Alex said.

 

Sean nodded.  “I’ll wait.  I know she’ll be our stepmum someday.”

 

“So do I,” Sav thought.  “So do I!”

 

 

 

Epilogue

6 Months Later

August, 2001

 

 

Sav opened the door of the tiny shop and heard the the faint sound of the bell above signaling his entrance.  He was last here six months ago, but today his agenda was entirely different.

 

From the backroom, he saw the petite, 70-ish Irish woman come out to greet her customer.  The woman stopped behind the display case and put her glasses on that were hanging from a chain around her neck.  When recognition took over, a slow, calculating smile graced her wrinkled face.

 

“I knew you’d be back,” she said mischievously.  “Though, I thought for sure it wold be sooner.”

 

Sav was incredulous.  “You remember me?”

 

The old lady’s eyes sparkled.  “Young chap, yours is a face that a lady doesn’t forget.  You must’ve been even more devestating when you were a younger lad.”

 

Sav blushed under her praise.  “Well, I didn’t do too bad,” he shyly replied, as he thought of all the women he enjoyed in his music career.  “But, those days are long gone.”

 

The old woman walked over to the glass case that housed a myriad of diamond rings.  “So, I take it that you’re here for something other than another necklace?”

 

“You guess correctly,” Sav replied, walking over to the case.  He looked at the selection of rings and shook his head back and forth.

 

“Something wrong?”

 

“Well, I was hoping to find something that’s as beautiful as she is,” he mused, enjoying his banter with this old woman.  “However, none of these seem to strike me.”

 

The old woman raised an eyebrow.  “If you had something strikingly beautiful, would you want it out on display for someone else to come along and take it?”

 

Sav looked perplexed before he answered.  “Uh, no.  Of course not.”

 

“Neither do we,” she said as she turned and went to a picture on the wall.  She turned back the picture, which was on a hinge, and displayed a hidden wall safe.  She turned the combination with her gnarled fingers, opened the door and pulled out a purple velvet box.

 

Sav grinned from ear to ear as she laid the box on the case in front of him.  “Hold onto your knickers, handsome,” she jested as she opened the velvet box for him.

 

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Three days later, Deanna was working late at her shop on Friday night.  She was cleaning off the display along a wall that was going to be knocked down.  The tenant next door moved out and, after a long and arduous decision, Deanna decided to expand.  Lord knows, she needed it.

 

After furnishing Devon Flaherty’s country manor with the most amazing selection of antiques, his home was featured in Ireland’s Country Homes and Gardens Magazine.  Deanna’s name and shop received so much exposure for the spread that her business soared after that.  She began receiving calls from mostly elite individuals to track down ‘only the best’ for their homes. 

 

Her mega successful business, combined with her careful saving of her hefty commission checks, enabled her to make the decision to expand.  She did it.   She succeeded.  A year ago she came across the Atlantic after making what she thought was a crazy decision.  Her incredible good fortune led her to her success.   And…..to Rick Savage.

 

She was so in love that sometimes she thought she was going to wake up and realize this was all a dream.  Everything she could ever want was right in front of her.  A successful business, an absolutely wonderful man and his two children.  She knew God sent her here for a reason.

 

Right  now, she wished she could finish up and get to Sav’s house.  Even though she hadn’t officially moved in with him, half of her things were at his house since she spent just about every night there.  Although he never badgered her to make a decision, she knew he wanted her with him all the time.  Tonight, she decided to tell him that she’d move in for good.

 

As she was finishing up, the bell over her door rang and in walked Sav.  In his hands, he carried a box that was about 12 inches tall and wrapped in pink, mother of pearl wrapping paper and a white ribbon on top.  She smiled and went over to him

 

“What’s that?”

 

Sav pretended to look guilty.  “Its….its……an ‘I’m sorry’ gift.”

 

“Sorry for what?”

 

Sav laid the guilty look on thick.  “Deanna, I’ve….I’ve got to confess.  I….I haven’t been…..monogamous.”

 

If Sav didn’t look like he was posing, she’d be concerned.  She decided to play along.  “Hmm, just what did you do?”

 

Sav got really dramatic.  “Well, I’d rather you find out from me rather than from someone who…..saw me.  Its true, Deanna.  I confess.  I’ve been……going to other antique shops!”

 

Deanna tried to keep from laughing as she continued in this charade.  “Richard Savage!  How….how dare you!  I can’t believe that you would betray me like that.  Just what were you thinking?”

 

Sav held out the box to her.  “I was looking for this.”

 

She tried to hide a smile and took the box.  She unwrapped it and took the top off.  She pulled out an antique mahogany jewelry box and gasped.

 

“Rick!  Oh….my…God!  Where……where did you find this?”

 

“Actually, I found it when I went to Sheffield two weeks ago,” he replied.  “I picked up my mum and we went for a drive in the country and we found this quaint little shop.  Not a lot of antique stores out there.”

 

Deanna couldn’t get over the intriquite carving and sheer beauty of the jewelry box.  “Its…..its exquisite.”

 

He opened up the twin glass doors on top.  “See, in here is a little wheel to hang your necklaces and there are a few drawers down here.  One for bracelets and such and the bottom drawer has a velvet cushion for rings.”

 

Even as he said it, Deanna opened that drawer and almost dropped the box.  Snuggled inside the velvet cushion was a two carat, princess cut engagement ring in a platinum setting with tiny diamond and amethyst chips along the side.  All she did was stare at the ring as her eyes welled up with tears.  Sav continued with his charade and played dumb.

 

“Well, well, well,” he mused.  “Look what someone left in there!”

 

Deanna looked up at him absolutely speechless.  “Rick,” she breathlessly whispered.

 

He took the box out of her hands and placed it on the table, then took the ring out of the cushion.

 

“Deanna, I have two things to ask you,” he said.  “First, well…the reason for my last trip to Sheffield is that I wanted to look for a piece of land in the country.”

 

“You want a residence there?” she asked.

 

“Yes,” he replied.  “My main residence.  Deanna, you know the problems I’ve been having with my neighbor regarding the water problem, which is why I decided to sell the house – well, auction it.  I’m considering moving to Sheffield instead of looking for another home here.  I’d like for my mum to come live with me since she’s alone.”

 

Deanna’s face fell just a bit and he knew exactly what her concern was. 

 

“Rick…if….if you move to Sheffield…….if we move to Sheffield, what about my shop?”

 

Sav smiled confidently.  “I knew that would be your biggest concern.  Deanna, I would never ask you to give something up that you’ve built into such a success.  I’m so proud of you.  But….well, I’ve given it a lot of thought and came up with a possible solution.  You’d have to agree, of course.”

 

“What is it?”

 

“Well, first off, your shop in Dublin will still stay in business.  What I could do is contact my soliciter to find a respectable, discreet and responsible person knowledgable in antiques to run your Dublin store.  Then, with your success and capital, you can branch out and open a shop in the country in Sheffield. Like I said, there aren’t many shops there.”

 

“Except the one that you bought this jewelry box from,” Deanna said. 

 

“Well, yes and no.  That shop is closing up.  An older couple ran it for a number of years, but didn’t have the clout or resources to cater to the elite of the country residences, who go into London for their antiques.  I was thinking, that since they’re going out of business, you could take over their place and keep the business in Sheffield instead.  I mean, you’ve made a name for yourself with Devon’s house and all the subsequent business from it.  You’ve been in articles and had the homes you furnished on magazine covers.  Once word gets around England that you’ve opened up a shop in Sheffield, people may not need to make the effort to go into London.  What do you say?”

 

Deanna couldn’t believe.  She absolutely couldn’t believe that he had this all thought out.  And it was a marvelous idea.

 

“You…..you figured it all out, didn’t you?”

 

“Anything to keep you with me luv,” he huskily crooned.  “Now, take whatever time you need to think……”

 

“Yes!” she exclaimed.  “I’ll do it!  I mean, it can’t be any more of a risk than the one I took coming over here as a virtual nobody.  As long….as long as whoever runs the Dublin shop is someone who can be absolutely trusted.”

 

Sav was ecstatic.  “Of course, Deanna.  And, with the beauty of the internet, which I’m an absolute moron with, you can keep in contact with the shop.”

 

Deanna began to pace around excitedly.  “Oh my God!  This…this is so exciting.  I’m gonna have another shop.  One was a dream, but this…..this is beyond anything I could imagine.  I’m so…….”

 

She stopped her rambling when she saw the sheepish look on Sav’s face and forgot all about the diamond ring in his hand.  She went over to him.

 

“Oh, I almost forgot,” she said.  “You said there were two things you wanted to ask me.  Whats the second?”

 

Sav gave her a heartstopping grin and bent down on one knee.  “Will you marry me?”

 

The look on his face and down on one knee made him more appealing than ever.

 

“Do the boys know about this?”

 

“Are  you kidding?” Sav said.  “They’re the ones who suggested it a long time ago.”

 

“They did?”

 

“Yep.”

 

“But….but what about them seeing their mother if we move to Sheffield?”

 

“Well, Karen’s staying put until the divorce is final.  In the meantime, she’s taking a real estate course to be an agent.  I told her what I planned on doing, and she said that she’d been contemplating a move to London once she passes her course and finalizes the divorce.  This way here, she’s only a tram ride away from seeing the lads.  Since I still have full custody, not to mention that she’s still undergoing couseling, her visits with the lads need to be monitored.  But, she’s on the right track to getting her life back in order.”

 

“So…..everything’s pretty much worked out, I guess,” Deanna said.

 

“All except for one thing,” Sav replied.

 

“What?”

 

“You haven’t given me your answer yet.”

 

Deanna just realized that this incredible man just proposed to her and she hand’t answered.

 

“Yes,” she whispered.  “To know that you went to these lengths to figure this out tells me just what kind of a man you are.    I think I’d crawl to the ends of the earth and back for you.”

 

Sav swallowed a lump in his throat as he put the ring on her finger.  He then straightened up and put his hand in his pocket.

 

“There is just one more thing, Deanna,” he said pulling his hand out of his pocket.   He produced a tiny, pink baby rattle.  Deanna took one look at it and her heart rapidly began to beat.

 

“Whenever you’re ready luv, just say the word,” Sav said, “and we’ll give Alex and Sean a little baby sister.  Or…..” he reached into his other coat pocket and pulled out a small blue rattle….”baby brother.”

 

Deanna’s held-back tears fell full force now as she took the two rattles then looked at Sav.  “You….you mean…..adoption?”

 

All Sav did was nod as she threw herself in his arms.  She then gave him the kiss of a lifetime, full of promise of a wonderful future.