When Stevie came into the venue for the next show, she was all relaxed and smiling. There was something about her that nobody could really place. At least nobody, but Lindsey. No one had seen her like this for a long time, while he had always known her, and still knew her like no other.
She was smiling as she greeted them, even laughed as Mick asked her what she had been up to, and if she had been having a good time doing whatever it was she had been doing to change her mood so drastically.
She felt Lindsey's eyes on her as she stepped close to him, hugging him close as well. And she knew that he aware of what she had been doing this week off. It might have only been planned as a day or two, helping her to relax and release some tension. But in the end it has lasted the whole week. And she had been far from complaining.
It had been good to be able to talk with someone who wasn't involved in the whole drama that Fleetwood Mac was, but still understood her. They had talked, they had laughed and in between they had landed in bed every so often. All in all it had done her good.
"I guess we're ready to begin?" Stevie asked, knowing she was the last one to arrive.
"Can we talk?"
The question startled her, actually making her flinch in her seat. She was in her dressing room, getting ready for the show. But what she really wondered about was how he had gotten into the room. She had been given the very clear instruction to not let him come anywhere near her.
"Okay." Stevie still nodded, despite just wanting to tell him to get out again. "Go ahead, talk."
If Lindsey had already surprised her, then she would try to take as much control over this as she could. And that meant they would talk, now.
"It's not really a good moment, or place."
Lindsey tried to get out of this situation. They needed to figure out what had happened between them ever since he had come into her room last month.
"Can't I come to your room tomorrow?"
"I'll see you in yours."
She had no idea why she had said that. Why would she go over to him, without the chance of having someone else with her. On the other hand, she thought, it would be easier to get rid of him if she was over at his. She could just no, not needing to try and get him out of her room.
"Okay." Lindsey kept standing where he was, watching her.
"Lindsey, could you please leave?" She asked. "I need to get ready."
Without another word he left, making her once more think what was going on in his head right now. She honestly had no idea.
Usually Stevie was talking the whole time she had her hair and makeup done. But not today. She was thinking about too much. She was still questioning Lindsey's sanity for just breaking up with his wife. Why had he done that? She didn't find an answer. Maybe she should ask him about that when she was seeing him tomorrow.
For her there was no reason at all. They might have spend some nights together, but as far as she had been concerned it hadn't even been an affair. The I love yous that had been flying around on stage hadn't been said off stage. For her it had been nothing more than what she had done for the past week. She had been spending time with Lindsey as her friend, as far as they could ever be friends. They hadn't made love, all there had been was needy sex. They had needed to know that even when it seemed as if they world was falling apart that they wouldn't change, that they still had each other.
They hadn't talked about it. And maybe it had been a mistake. Maybe Lindsey had thought it was something else, waited for her to make a move. But why should she have done so? She wasn't the one in a relationship, she wasn't married. And Stevie had sworn to herself that she wouldn't break up another marriage. If he had waited for a sign from her, he had been horribly mistaken.
"Stevie!"
"What?"
She snapped out of her thoughts, first realizing that she was done and could change for the show.
"My good, where have you been?" Karen wanted to know.
She had her own opinion to what had happened during the week she had been all but banned from Stevie's room.
"Just thinking." Stevie answered.
She didn't want to give away too much. But she knew that the girls around her all had their guesses on what was currently going on in her life. She wouldn't tell. And she didn't want them to think that she was, secretly, still thinking about Lindsey too much as that it was good for her. Stevie didn't even want to admit this to herself.
All she could now do was getting through yet another show, another lonely night, and wait until she was going over to Lindsey tomorrow, to talk.
Anyone any thoughts? Xoxo, Dani
