Bobby Does Dallas: Hill Country Heart (29 page)

Bobby didn't need to be asked twice, he wanted to ram into her with the force of a pile-driver but he was alwayconscious of being too rough – she was so little and he was so big.  But
Ceelee's
hunger was a rival to his own, he had done
good
when he chose this sweet angel.  She was a compliment to him in every way.  Thank God her sexual appetites were as strong as his.  He could always tell when she was really getting into it, her little body betrayed her.  He watched the pink flush of excitement climb her chest – her nipples grew larger and her feminine muscles started clenching on his dick like a hot, little sex machine. 
Ceelee
was so responsive; if he weren't so damned excited, he could make his little doll come three times… but it wasn't to be.  When he felt the beginnings of her release, he couldn't hold back.  He was so much in love, so attracted to her, so happy with her that he exploded sending streams of his cum deep within her.  "Sorry, baby.  I couldn't hold back," he apologized.

Wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead, she crooned to him.  "Hush!  You're perfect.  You please me every time.  And even better, you let me know that I please you.  I wouldn't change one moment of our time together.  You make me the happiest woman in the world."  With that declaration, she relaxed completely in his arms and he carried his sweet burden back to bed and held her all night long.

*****

"The last time I was on stage was a high school performance of Steve Martin's 'Picasso at the Lapin Agile'.  I played Elvis."  It was obvious that Andrea wasn't familiar with the comedian’s controversial play.  That surprised Bobby; he had thought she was in the know about such things.

"It doesn't matter, you're a natural," she waved a well-manicured hand in dismissal.  "This is the address for the reading.  Frankly, the movie producers aren't looking at anybody else.  They say you're perfect for the role."

Bobby didn't know if he was perfect for any role.  In fact, he wasn't even sure he wanted to act.  Wasn't his life too full now?  He wanted to have more time for
Ceelee
and
Jaidon
– not less.  "What kind of movie is it?  What would be my role?"  He wouldn't dismiss it out of hand – he would listen.

Smiling, she gave what she thought was the piece de resistance.  "It's about a bull rider who's trying to make it big.  There's a romance and he gets hurt.  It's sort of a tear-jerker movie."

Bobby had to admit, it did sound good.  "All right, I'll go hear what they have to say."

Word got out fast.  Bobby Stewart, darling of Dallas, was up for a Hollywood movie role.  Bobby fumed.  Andrea knew this would happen.  All of a sudden his demand shot up from three appearances a week to six – some he had to turn down.  He refused to work so much that he had no time for his family. 
Ceelee
hadn't complained, but he could see the little flickers of doubt in her eyes.  She never made demands and she never complained, but hurting her was the last thing he wanted to do. 

When he met with the producers, he was surprised to meet his leading lady.  She was a beautiful actress, but several years older than he was.  When he got the script – he saw why.  The whole scenario of the story was a younger man/older woman romance.  Only the movie didn't have a happy ending.  The cowboy got injured and met this younger woman in rehab who nursed him back to health.  At the end of the movie he had to choose between the young nurse and his older girlfriend and the cowboy went with youth over substance.  Bobby didn't like it.  It hit too close to home.  If
Ceelee
got hurt by this shit, it wouldn't be worth it.

Andrea was stacking the deck.  Bobby would never be the success he could be unless they got rid of the albatross around his neck.  When she had seen this script, it was like manna from heaven.  A few well placed phone calls and she had a plan set into motion that would bring Bobby publicity and get rid of the thorns in her side – Cecile Fairchild and that sniveling little brat of hers.  Then Bobby would belong to her and the city of Dallas that loved him so well.

*****

What was happening?  Cecile didn't know which way to turn first.  Her cell phone was ringing, her land line was buzzing, her computer was telling her that she had mail and her doorbell was pealing.  She literally spun in a circle and then
Jaidon
started crying.  Being the good mother that she was, she ignored everything and went to her baby.  And it was a good thing she did.  As she rocked her baby, she finally let her eyes focus on the local news program that was playing on the set.  Her eyes widened.  It was about Bobby!  Not that seeing Bobby on the local news, or national news for that matter, was unusual – it wasn't.  Bobby Stewart was fast becoming a household name.  It was obvious that he would go down in the annals of football with the likes of Joe Namath and Terry Bradshaw – he was just that good.  But what she heard coming out of the reporter’s mouth made the blood in her veins turn to ice water.

"Bobby Stewart has hit the big time.  The Championship Bull Rider turned pro-football player is now going to be a movie star.  And 'Dallas Digs
For The
Truth' has learned that the movie 'Cowboy Heat' is somewhat autobiographical.  It seems that Bobby's love interest in the movie is an older woman and DDT has the scoop that our beautiful Bobby is involved with a woman that is nine years his senior.  Nine years, folks!  Does that make this Cougar Country?  DDT has also found out that Bobby has a child with this woman of advanced years.  Her name is Cecile Fairchild and she’s an editor with Passion Publishing, the erotic romance house.  Maybe that’s the appeal for Bobby – she probably has sexual experience that puts the rest of us to shame.  We're making every effort to contact her – she does deserve equal time.  After all, a woman that is 'doing' Bobby-Does-
Dallas,
must have a little fire left in the furnace.  We'll have more on this story, tomorrow, I promise."

Cecile sat there – stunned, mortified, humiliated and crying like a baby.  She clasped her own baby to her breast and let the tears flow.  How in the world was she ever going to face her coworkers again?  Her boss would probably let her go – this wasn't just publicity – this was bad publicity.  And Bobby!  Poor Bobby!  How was he going to hold his head up long enough to catch a football?  What was she going to do?  She had to do something – but what?

Bobby was livid.  This was Andrea's doing.  When he got to
Ceelee's
there were reporters parked nine deep in the driveway.  He fought through the mire of humanity without saying a word – right now, they didn't want to hear what he had to say.  Opening the door, he shut it fast behind him, almost taking off one reporter's hand.  Good!  Right now, they were a low form of humanity as far as he was concerned. 
"
Ceelee
!
 
Ceelee
! Honey, where are you?"  He knew there was no chance that she didn't know what was going on – it was everywhere.  And he knew, also, that nothing
  could
have happened that would hurt her more than this.  This was her sensitive issue, and he would have cut off his right arm rather than have her experience one shred of doubt about how he felt about her.  Hell!  The people that were talking about her had never seen her, didn't know her – hadn't taken the time to research their lives – they were just a pile of rabid dogs going after a story – uncaring who they hurt in the process. 
"
Ceelee
!"

Rushing through the house, it fast became apparent that she wasn't home.  But how had she got out without the school of piranhas in the front spotting her?  The back!  She had to have escaped through the back yard and through the neighbor's yard to the adjacent street.  Looking hastily around, he searched for a note.  Surely, she would have left him some hint at where she was going.  Ah!  He found it! 

 
Bobby

I love you.  Don't think for one moment that I don't.  This is so hard.  I'm not running away this time because of a misunderstanding.   This time I'm walking away, because I understand only too well. I'll come back home when the feeding frenzy dies down, but until then – could you do something for me?

‘Anything for you baby’, he thought…until he read her impossible request.

     Please explain to everyone that our situation is unusual.  Yes, we do have a child together – and we are friends – but that you have no intention of tying yourself to 'the older woman.'  Please assure them that I have always understood this and have made no demands.  Perhaps it would be better if we put some distance between us for a while.  I would never ever withhold
Jaidon
from you – so call me on my cell and I can arrange to meet you anywhere, anytime for you to take him for some Daddy time.  Again, I am so sorry for cluttering your world.  You never understand how wrong something is until you see it through someone else’s eyes
..
 

    
Ceelee

Damn!  He wadded up the note and threw it across the room.  Didn't she understand that she was everything to him?  Looking out the window at what passed for Texas paparazzi; Bobby knew he could cheerfully wring every one of their necks and just tell God they died. 

There was one thing for certain; he wasn't going to put up with this.  He was going to get his family back if it was the last thing he ever did.  After this
,  'Don't
Mess With Texas' wouldn't be the battle cry – it would be 'Don't Fuck with Bobby Stewart'.

Ceelee
sat in the hotel room and rocked her crying baby. 
Jaidon
knew something was wrong.  He sensed her distress and he missed his daddy.  She understood the sentiment.  She missed him too. Her cell phone continued to beep every few seconds and some of the calls had been from Bobby.  She had let them go to voice-mail.  It would hurt too much right at this moment to hear his voice. 

Exhaustion made sitting up impossible, so she crawled under the covers and pulled
Jaidon
to her breast.  Tonight, they would take comfort in one another.

Bobby had made statements.  He had insisted upon retractions.  He had told people to go 'fuck themselves' and threatened Andrea within an inch of her life.  The only reason that he hadn't fired her was because he was making her clean up this mess.  There would be no movie.  He told Andrea to pare down his public appearances to two a week and refused to be seen on the arm of another woman – for any reason.  This was
all his
fault; he should have made these changes immediately.  But between the
excitement
of a winning season, the headiness of the media attention and the sponsorships he was still dealing with from the rodeo world – his life was mass havoc.  But
Ceelee
and
Jaidon
had to be his priority.  So Bobby had been cleaning house.

Now he had to get
Ceelee
to listen to him.

*****

She had to take his call.  It was only right.  He was
Jaidon's
dad and no matter what their relationship ended up being – that fact would not change.  "Hello?"

Her voice sounded so small.  Bobby wanted to crush her to him and fight any bastard that threatened to come between them. 

"Sweetheart?
  We've got to stop playing tag, baby."  He heard a hitch in her voice.  She had been crying.  "Don't you know I can't sleep without you?"

"Yes, you can."  She didn't say anything else – although her silence spoke volumes.

"I don't want to live without you,
Ceelee
.  You are my life, baby.  Tell me where you are and I'll come get you.  I can't believe you and my baby wandered around the neighborhood in the dark.  What if something had happened to you?  How would I go on living?"  He was pleading his case the best he knew how.

"Are the reporters gone?" 

"Yes, they are."  She didn't know?  "Haven't you been watching the news?"

He actually heard her shudder.  "No, I haven't turned it on since I heard what ‘Dallas Digs
For The
Truth’ had to say.  They made me feel pretty worthless, Bobby."

God, he could kill somebody.  "Listen to me, baby.  I've taken care of everything.  There will be no movie.  I have made a lot of changes and all of them are geared to making you and
Jaidon
the center of my universe.  Look, I've got to head to the stadium. I've got you tickets – season tickets – by the way.  Alex and Ethan are going to be there along with their blushing brides and there's a special family part of the game tonight.  It wouldn't be the same if you and
Jaidon
weren't there for me.  Please?"

"Can I be anonymous?  I don't think I could stand it if I got singled out or anything." 
Ceelee
wanted to see him, she wanted to be held; she was aching to be loved. She didn’t know if that would ever happen again.  But one thing was certain – she didn't want to be the brunt of jokes, either.