The Devil knows my Name

Jackie sat in the living room of her rented luxury villa and cuddled her acoustic guitar in her lap. She was strumming absentmindedly to find some tune she liked. The floor, the coffee table and the couch around her were filled with torn pages that were covered with her neat handwriting. Ginger wondered quietly in and listened her playing. He noticed the everlasting sadness in her music and that troubled him. Wasn’t she happy with him? Had he done something wrong?

“Morning, love,” he said and reached over to kiss her over the back of the couch. Jackie kissed her back, caressing his cheek with a free hand.

“Morning, honey,” she replied and smiled. Her face lit up and Ginger was certain she was happy after all. He walked around the couch and looked at the mess she had created around herself.

“So, how is it going?” he asked and sat on the coffee table, pushing her work aside a bit. Jackie put away her guitar and sat up straight and set her hands on his knees.

“I feel like I could see the whole album in my head. All the songs, the music and even the videos. I can feel the emotions they create and… oh, they are all mixed up,” she tried to explain and looked up. Ginger was watching her with the loving look in his eyes and Jackie beckoned him to come to her. He sat next to her and Jackie immediately snuggled into his hug. She breathed in his scent and sighed happily.

“I’m sure your album will be fabulous,” he said and cuddled her while lying down with her and setting her to rest on his chest.

“You say that just because you love me,” she teased and kissed his jaw line and nipped gently the tender skin under his chin with her teeth.

“I say that because your work is absolutely fabulous. I admire what you do,” he said and turned himself a bit on the couch so he was soon facing her. “I fell in love with you at first sight. You were in a nightclub… on the stage… in a tight red dress… and you were singing. I remember one of the first Rob Dougan’s instrumentals was playing in the back and you were so gorgeous.”

“It was Will You Follow Me,” she added as she remembered that night. She had just started her carrier in the music industry and was looking for artists for her first project. The first victim had been Rob who was an incredible composer.

“Marilyn must have seen me drooling all over you and asked you to join our table,” he went on and played with her hair. Their table had been up on the balcony where only the VIPs were seated. The club owner personally had come to her and said that Marilyn Manson wanted to see her. She had taken the invitation right away in hopes to “steal” some of his band members for her project.

“You all were drooling over me and I still don’t get why,” she giggled and then looked at him. Ginger had rather serious face when he remembered that night. He hadn’t been able to turn away his eyes off of her when Marilyn had flirted with her. She had only been twenty two with big dreams and they had been in their thirties with loads of experience. Pogo, Twiggy and John had lively piped in to the conversation making her laugh and tell more about herself. Marilyn had been hogging her all to himself despite the fact that he already was committed to Dita.

Ginger had been quiet all night and just had listened her. She had been such a lively and brazen little princess. Her doll-faced beauty had struck him right in his heart. That night had been all about her. Pogo had asked her to dance afterwards and so she had disappeared into the crowd below. Ginger had felt a stab in his newly found heart and when he had heard John commenting how he’d want to bang her, that had only made it worse. On the next day he had just “accidentally” bumped into her in a small cafeteria and bought her a cup of sweet cappuccino she loved. From there on their little relationship had grown secretly hidden from the media. That had been the year when Ginger had been happy and not even Twiggy leaving the band hadn’t changed that.

“Because you blew our minds,” said Ginger and kissed her forehead. Jackie sighed and curled closer around him smiling happily.

“Want a rub afterwards?” she asked and slithered her hand down his back and under his black T-shirt. Ginger hummed and nodded. He was feeling a bit stiff from the activities with her. The endless injuries were taking its toll on him but he didn’t care if Jackie was the one to torment him with absolute pleasures.

“I think I’ll take a long bath before that,” he said but didn’t move no near to the bathroom. Jackie wasn’t stopping him but he just wanted to stay like that forever – in the arms of the woman he loved. She had been there for him in happiness and misery. She was his sun, his life, his everything. If he’d loose her, he’d probably kill himself.

“Want me to join you?” she asked and looked at him with hope.

“You know I always want you to join me,” he said with a grin and dragged himself up. Jackie followed him to the bathroom and put the water running to the huge bathtub. She added some cinnamon and sandalwood essence into the water and a little bit of sea salt. The bathroom was enormous compared to the ones in hotel suites they lived while touring. It was decorated in dark green and golden colors that gave the extra royal touch to it.

Ginger just watched her undress herself for the bath and sighed. He was the luckiest man on Earth and he knew that when Jackie turned to him and started to take off his clothes. She was so careful around him, her feathery touches made him high from need and he just leaned in and captured her face with both hands.

“I love you so much, Jacqueline,” he declared before kissing her. Jackie wrapped herself around him and poured out all her love for him. Ginger had to stop before the water got cold. He guided her backwards into the shallow water and sighed when the hot water cascaded over him as he settled in. Jackie lay between his spread legs and kissed him before relaxing against his body. The feel of the soothing water and her body made him drowsy and sleepy. Jackie was absentmindedly rubbing his left leg that hadn’t been quite the same after the surgery. The moment was perfect and he closed his eyes. Jackie was humming quietly some song he didn’t recognize but her voice lulled him to sleep.