Part One of Ahh Paris! series: Everybody Must Have A Fantasy

Chapter Sixx

The rest of the day was spent in discussion about how to get their two besotted friends together.

"I still can't believe you didn't see how Jon was singing to Richie last night?" Tico said, shaking his head at David. "Is all that perming solution getting to your brain now?"

"Ha- fucking- ha! I don't know man, I just thought there was a chick on the other side of Rich that he was singing to." David shrugged. "I mean, all the action seems to happen on that side of the stage, so I have to work doubly hard to keep all the women satisfied on my side! It's a tough job, but someone's gotta step up, right?"

Tico threw him a sideways look as if to say, "Pull the other one, it plays 'Jingle Bells.'"

"So how about this- since they're both still acting weird around each other, why don't we set up an intervention in one of their suites? We can get them in separately, force them into the closet, lock the door and wait?"

"The closet?! Really?" Tico threw a cushion at David, before leaning back in the seat, absently looking out at the view. It was a spectacular view, something that certainly couldn't hurt the situation. It made Tico consider the balcony of Jon's suite. "I like it!" Tico exclaimed.

"Wait- what?" David was totally thrown by that response.

"Not the closet part, but forcing them to be in the one space part. I like it!"

"Jon's suite is a similar one to this, right?" He didn't wait for a response. "So we get them in there, make up a story, I don't know what yet, then lock them out on the balcony. With that view," Tico indicated the Tower, "and a magnum of the finest champagne, while we get to work in the room. We order dinner for two, more champagne, candles, rose petals, the works."

"Then when we're finished setting up, we unlock the door and make our exit as quickly as possible, because who knows what will happen after that. I don't know about you, but I don't wanna be here for any, any fireworks afterwards; good or bad."

"Tico, my friend, I believe I may have had the perfect idea!" David said, clapping his hands in eagerness.

Tico gave him a hard glare.

"Okay, okay, we had the perfect idea!" he capitulated.

Tico just shook his head, rolling his eyes skyward.

"Okay, so the next step is to figure out what we're going to say to get them both in there."

"Well it's Jon's suite, so I'll just say I want to talk to him and then lock him out there until you arrive with Richie. How you get him up to Jon's suite is up to you, but distract him for, say, half-hour while I get Jon out there."

"Easy done!" David agreed.

"We'll ring down to the front desk to get everything else, apart from the dinner, organised and have it delivered here. It'll throw any inquisitive staff off the scent." Tico got up and wandered around the room as he thought the plan through.

"Won't they get suspicious of us then?" David asked.

"Does it matter? It won't be Jon and Richie they'll suspect. We can always say it's for one of our girls, flying in from home." Tico reasoned.

"Okay. So what else are we missing for this romantic evening?"

"Wine, company, food, view- music!" David was ticking off on his fingers as he worked through the list.

"You do the music, I'll do the dinner and wine."

"Ask the concierge for candles and rose petals too, don't forget- lots of both!" David said. "I'm just heading out for about an hour, then I'll come back and work on the playlist."

"Where are you going, man?"

"It's a surprise! I promise I won't be long," he threw over his shoulder as he headed out the door.

Tico stared after him and just shook his head. He'd been doing a lot of that today. He headed over to the phone to get things rolling.

Just as promised David waltzed back to their suite almost to the hour, carrying an unmarked bag and headed to his room.

"What have you been up to, Lemma?" Tico doesn't even ask about the bag. Knowing David, it's best not to ask.

"I'll show you later. How did you go?"

"It's all set! I've come up with a plan to get everything up there. I'll take them both out to the Louvre, to show them some artwork I'd like to see. Then you bring everything up to Jon's suite and stash it somewhere. The meals will be delivered closer to the time."

"Okay, so far so good. I can do that!"

"Then you'll ring Rich and get him to meet him here in our suite when he gets back. I'll go with Jonny to his suite and get him out to the balcony, then I'll lock him out there. Make sure one of the bottles is outside, on plenty of ice and with glasses, but don't make it conspicuous."

"Over in a corner, under a plain white cloth, got it!"

"Then I'll text you when it's safe to bring Richie up. I'll hide in the bedroom until you can get him onto the balcony. I'll make sure that only the lamp is on and the drapes are drawn so that he can't see Jon. Lock the door as soon as you can."

David just nods; formulating the plan in his head as Tico explains.

"Then we get to work in the rest of the suite as quickly as possible. Candles everywhere, more wine, dinner is set to be delivered at 9:00, so timing is crucial. As soon as the meals have been delivered and set on the table and the porter is gone, we unlock the door and exit to leave them to figure out the rest."

"Tico, you sir, are brilliant! Have you ever thought of going into event planning? You know, if this goes horribly wrong and we get our asses fired?"

"Fuck off Lemma! It's not going to go wrong. It's the way it's meant to be! The fates have intervened to have them both confess at the same time, just before we have a break in schedule in this beautifully romantic city. We are just being their conduits, or their helping hands, if you will."

"Bit of a romantic, aren't ya, Teek?" David teased.

"Yes! And I'll own that one hundred per cent. Nothing is as beautiful as true love. Now, have you done the music?"

"Shit! No, I'll go do that now!"

"Go!" he pointed David to his room.

David grabbed his laptop and headed to his room to concentrate. It was his favourite thing, music; to play, to listen to, to write, to make love to, to masturbate to. He lived and breathed music so he wasn't shy about any of those, and if listening to some super sexy lyrics or rhythms got him all hot and bothered, then he would let nature take its course.

He had his favourites and he knew what Jon and Richie liked, so he just melded them together.

David internally debated about whether or not to add Bruce Springsteen to the list. Would it be weird since they were friends? He wasn't sure, but added "I'm On Fire" and "Because The Night" anyway. Then there was John Farnham, an Australian artist David had heard when they were last there. He was a bit obscure and thought they might not know the songs, "Burn For You" and "Touch Of Paradise," but they were superb for this playlist so he put them on. He then added fifty or sixty more of the most romantic songs from his music library.

After David finalised the playlist and listened to some of the songs, he was feeling decidedly horny himself but didn't have the time to take matters into his own hand, so to speak. He could take care of that later. Extremely proud of his work, he titled the playlist "Jon & Richie Forever."

https://open.spotify.com/user/bnejovi/playlist/7AseLUS1Sc1zDWbcD5qgVG