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Serena’s leg which was pressed against his now then back at the cover of the book. “They are capable of doing the most horrendous things imaginable, even to those they are full of love and have a deep affection for.”
    He turned to Serena. She was looking at him with adoration in her eyes, like some star-struck 60’s teenager who had just caught a close-up of her favorite pop star. He wanted to kiss her. He wanted to press his body against hers. He wanted to feel her naked breast in his hand and her nipple in his mouth. He wanted to make love to her. He really and truly wanted his mother to leave the room.
    “Would you like to ask Serena to stay for supper, Jonathon?” It was his mother and there was a cheeriness in her voice that was becoming more evident every time she spoke about him or Serena or both of them put together.
    Jonathon looked at his mother for a moment then turned to Serena. He smiled and shrugged. She smiled back and nodded. Jonathon’s mother picked up the phone and called Serena’s house. Serena’s mother answered. “Hi, Marie,” Jonathon’s mother said. “Just letting you know that Serena is staying for supper. I hope you don’t mind.” Several moments passed and Jonathon’s mother smiled. Jonathon began to wonder if there wasn’t a little bit of matchmaking going on. “We’ll have a coffee after he leaves,” his mother said before hanging up the phone. She smiled at Jonathon and Serena then went to the kitchen. Jonathon had no doubt at all there was in fact a lot of matchmaking going on.
    Serena watched Jonathon’s mother disappear into the kitchen then turned back to Jonathon. She rested a hand on his knee. “What’s it like being famous?”
    Jonathon smiled. It was wonderful and he knew it. He looked at the petite hand on his knee wishing it was on his cock then up at the young lady who it belonged to. “The best thing about it is the freedom that comes with the money made by being famous. I can go wherever I want, whenever I want.” That wasn’t quite true. “Unless of course I have a book tour to do, then I have to be somewhere I don’t always want to be, like hotel rooms instead of home, and television and radio stations instead of my office writing the next big thing. It’s a pretty small price to pay though considering all the good things that come with being famous. Fast cars. Holidays. Big houses.” Pretty girls. “It’s nice of course to come home to Bellingen sometimes and just be me though. Plain old Jonathon Steel, the little boy who grew up here and went to school here.”
    Serena smiled. “And who loves his mother and her home cooked meals.”
    And who had his heart broken by his drunken father who climbed behind the wheel of a car when he should’ve caught a cab.
    Jonathon smiled. “Nothing beats a home cooked meal, that’s for sure. Not even dinner at the finest of five-star restaurants. The décor in those places is wonderful, but the food isn’t all its cracked up to be. After all, food is food no matter which way you toss it. Believe me, when you’re paying big what you’re really paying for is the ambiance, the chance to eat where most people can’t afford to. It’s like a game that only the rich can play. The game is fun of course, and I wouldn’t give it up for the world, but like in all games there are those who can’t play for shit and rely fully on the size of their ego to get by. In the case of these guys it’s the size of their wallets that matter most, to them anyway, and to others, but not as many as they would like to think. They tend to forget that for every one of them there are a hundred others with a hell of a lot more money than them. Not to mention a lot more talent, and talent will always outrun money. Not that talent is the be all and end all, of course. Timing plays a big part in it too. So does luck. And sometimes, every now and then, it’s just your time.”
    His father realized too late that he had crossed the white