"So Jon just handed you his credit card and said...what? Go nuts?" Sadie asked over coffee the next morning. The boys were hard at work in the studio and gave the girls a day off after receiving an invitation to the MTV Video Music Awards.

"Uh-huh? He said it was to apologize for his behavior yesterday," Roxy said, "Spa, dresses, shoes...whatever we need."

Sadie sighed and took a bite of her strawberry cheese danish. "He's such an asshole. I meant what I told Tico. Jon...he's all yours. I don't plan on giving him any personal entertainment or time."

Roxy swiped the danish out of Sadie's hand and dropped it in the trash, "Seriously, girl, do you want to have another blackout?! Stop emotional eating." She turned back to Sadie with her hands on her hips, "Now, who's being an asshole, huh? Give him another chance, please? You don't have to sleep with him again but at least be civil?"

Sadie stared sadly at the trash, her hand still curved and holding the now-empty wrapper. "You realize that was the first thing I've eaten today, don't you? David let me have chocolate ice cream."

Roxy thrust a bowl of fruit and yogurt at her friend. "This is better for you! C'mon, hon, you should know what your limits are? When did you test your blood last?"

"Last night when we finally got back to Dave's place...before sex...multiple times...in most rooms of his home."

Roxy blinked at Sadie for a moment. "What happened to Papi T? And I'm surprised you're still able to walk?!"

"Eva was in town so he skipped out. David...he took me on a real date..." Her cheeks blushed when she mentioned this, picking at the fruit and swirling an apple in the yogurt.

"Oh? Where did you go?"

"Movies," she shrugged nonchalantly, her inner Goddess cheering and dancing the mambo. "And then heaven...that was before we even got back. It was a four movie all-day event...we didn't make it through any of the movies in full. Got distracted. Then he had to pull over driving home and we barely made it through the door."

"How di-," Roxy started to ask, then shook her head, "I don't wanna know how you got distracted through 4 movies, do I?"

"Mmm those hands. How did your evening go?" Sadie asked with a smirk, her eyes sparkling as she licked the yogurt from the spoon.

"I think Richie is going to be in trouble with Heather when he gets home," Roxy mused, "but it didn't stop him from fucking both of us in the back of his car on the way back to his place."

"Both of you?? Jon too? Like...one after another?"

"Well it wasn't the tooth fairy, honey," Roxy grinned, "Richie and Jon apparently have a bit of a thing going on between them."

Sadie furrowed her eyebrows and ran through her recent memories. "Like the thing David and Jon have? Jon really really loves David to tied him up and whip him and shit. I mean..." She brought her voice even lower and leaned in. "He had me pee on Jon who fucking loved it."

"Really?!" Roxy exclaimed, "Who woulda thought that Mr. All-American was such a dirty boy under all those pretty looks." Roxy paused for a moment, "I tell ya though, it was pretty fucking hot to watch! Richie is so...oh god...commanding?!"

"I'd love to see David and Richie fuck Jon up like that. We should get some entertainment too," she wiggled her eyebrows at Roxy and sipped her coffee. "Two Alpha males versus poor little Jonny."

"Hmm, that would be fucking hot! We can work on plans for that at the spa today," Roxy agreed, "Do you have any idea what kind of dress you want? Also, I have an idea for afterward, too."

Sadie extracted her recent copy of Vogue from her bag and opened it to a dog-eared page. "This...It's part of the new Versace collection. Plunging neckline, built-in bra to keep the girls perky. Ruched waistline to accentuate my curves and a flowy skirt. Shoes...not sure about. Lots of sparkly accessories!"

"Ohh that's pretty! I can see some high heeled pumps going with that dress," Roxy exclaimed and grabbed the magazine, flipping through the pages. Sadie pointed out a few dresses but Roxy shook her head at them until the perfect one popped up in front of her. "This! This is it!" she said.

It was a black lace sheath, falling about mid-thigh, with only one long sleeve leaving the other shoulder exposed. It was exactly what she was looking for and could match it would some strappy high heels. It would also serve her purpose for her surprise for whichever man she ended up with tonight.

"You know we won't find these in Jersey. We'll have to go to New York City," Sadie pointed out.

"True! We better get a move on then," Roxy agreed, "Do you want to let the guys know where we'll be?"

Sadie nodded and pulled out her phone. "Hey handsome...look Rox and I need to dress shop so we're gonna head to New York City this morning. Yeah, we're good on money...haha yes I have my blood testing strips and meter. Well, I was eating a danish until she threw it away..."

While Sadie was talking to David, Roxy presumed, she tidied the kitchen and put away the fruit platter she'd prepared.

"Yeah, we'll be ready to go by then. We'll see you guys there. I'll call you when we arrive," Sadie giggled and blushed. "I had a nice time last night too. I can't...Rox is right here..." she sighed then whispered, "Yes, Sir."

Roxy smacked Sadie's ass and said loudly, "She's gotta go, SIR! We have lots of shopping to do courtesy of Mr. Bongiovi." She pulled Sadie's phone from her hand and hit the end call button. "Get a move on, girl."

"Now who's being an asshole!"

"I have no clue," she answered with mock innocence, "but my asshole was being used last night." She wiggled her eyebrows at Sadie and took off down the hall to her room.

"Which one?" Sadie called after her.

"I won't tell," she called back, "You'll have to torture me."

Within half an hour the girls were walking out the front door and into a waiting car service that one of the guys had arranged. Roxy made sure Jon's credit card and one of his cameras were safe in her purse before they hit the road.

"So shopping first?" Roxy asked.

"Do you know where to buy Versace? Normally any clothing gifts would be bought and delivered to us," Sadie said.

"You know," Roxy shrugged, "I've never been to New York City, so I have no clue. I've got the address for the spa, however."

Their driver, who was a big and muscular black man, smiled at them in the rearview mirror. "You ladies never been shopping in New York?"

"No...we're from Florida," Sadie replied.

"Well you looking for Versace or any other big names, you wanna go to Fifth Avenue. Nordstrom, Neiman Marcus, Saks, Louis Vuitton, Prada...it's all there," he explained.

"That sounds like the place to go. Tell me-," Roxy looked for the driver's name, "Tell me, Danny, do you know where this address is too?" She handed over the card that Richie had given her. He said it was one of Heather's favorite places when she was in town.

Danny looked at the address. It took a minute before he answered, "Yes, Ma'am Upper West Side in Manhattan. Look I drive a lot for Jon and his boys. He hired me all day for you ladies. You have a place to go, I'll get you there."

"That's great, Danny," Roxy said, "Thank you so much. I'm Roxy, by the way, and that's Sadie."

"It's a pleasure to meet you both," he smiled, "Now just sit back and relax, let me do all the driving for you. If you'd like, there's a bottle of chilled champagne in the ice compartment between the seats and here's an assortment of muffins and danishes. Mr. Bryan said his Sadie loves her cheese danish."

"Ooh, champagne," Sadie cooed and dived into the compartment, "Oh god, I think I've died and gone to heaven," she said after seeing the food. "Awww did he really say "his Sadie"? Isn't he the most adorable man ever?"

"Yes, ma'am, he did," Danny replied and handed the warm basket to Sadie.

"Oh god," Roxy groaned as Sadie bit into the pastry and fell back into the seat. "Anyway, I think our spa appointment is for 2 pm so we might be able to fit in lunch too."

Danny merged onto the Turnpike and glanced at the girls. "You girls know what hotel you're staying at?"

Sadie looked at Roxy with a mouth of pastry, eyes wide after realizing neither of them had made reservations. "Um..."

"Hotel?" Roxy queried, "I think you must be mistaken. We're not staying at any hotel."

"Why not?!" Sadie exclaimed and getting excited. "We could get a big suite and surprise the guys! You know any places, Danny?"

"I guess Jon did say to use his card for whatever we need," Roxy mused.

"Four Seasons. The only place for true rockstars to stay," he replied.

Sadie called the hotel only to be met with 'Sorry, no can do' and 'it's a limited room madam'. "Seriously these people are assholes!" She snarled.

"You gotta know how to name drop," Danny told her. "Watch..." He called and the girls listened to pick up tips and tricks. "I need to reserve the Gotham Suite for the rock group Bon Jovi. Mr. Bongiovi, Mr. Richie Sambora, and Mr. David Bryan. They'll have guests with them. Welcome baskets should be prepared. Champagne on ice, a fruit platter, and a fresh meat and cheese platter. I don't care who's reserved it. It's not the first time this band has dropped money at your hotel. Make this happen and it won't be the last time. Perfect. The girls will be arriving in one hour."

"Oh he's good," Roxy murmured to Sadie.

Danny hung up and grinned at the stunned ladies. "The first tip I can give you...Talk like you're important. If you're with the guys, their names and money have weight. Use it when needed."

When they finally arrived at the Four Seasons, their doors were promptly opened by Concierge. Danny walked behind the girls, watching them fall into a powerful stride. Their stilettos tapped rhythmically against the shiny marble floors and they stopped at the front desk.

"Welcome to The Four Seasons. Are you here to visit a guest?"

"I got this," she said to Sadie and Roxy pulled herself to her full height, saying in her haughtiest tone, "No. We have a reservation for Bon Jovi. We'd like to check-in, please?"

The desk attendant looked the two up and down, neither wreaking of money but more of working girls. "I'm afraid I'll need some ID...ladies."

Roxy, noticing Danny was standing back and observing, raised her eyebrow and shrugged daintily as she pulled out her purse, casually leaving Jon's black credit card where the attendant could see as she searched for her driver's license. She pushed it across the counter, accidentally on purpose tipping Jon's card over the edge for him to catch.

"Oops. Clumsy me," Roxy said demurely and Sadie giggled quietly.

The attendant, whose name tag read Jeff, caught the card and saw the name. "Just one moment, ma'am." He typed in the computer and dialed the number in their records.

Danny's phone rang and he picked it up with a devilish grin. "Bon Jovi Management, Security Division, Danny speaking."

Jeff's smug expression dropped and his face paled. He hung up the phone and processed the check-in. He handed the room keys to the girls and gave Roxy Jon's card back. "I apologize, madam. If there's anything you need, we're available 24/7. Just let me know and I'll personally take care of it."

"Thank you, Jeff," Roxy smiled brightly, "I'll make sure Mr. Bongiovi knows of your service today." She turned from the front desk and grinned to Sadie.

Danny led them onto the elevator and punched the button labeled 50. "Security Division?" Sadie asked him incredulously. "At what point were you gonna tell us that?"

"You think the boys were gonna let just anyone pick you two up?" He chuckled and watched the numbers change. "Tico clued me in that you two would be visiting Jersey. Probably before you even left Florida. Ms. Sadie...those pastries were sugar-free. He told me about your health issues."

"Aww, trust Papi T to look after us," Sadie said. She reached up and pecked Danny on the cheek, "Thanks Danny, they were delicious even if they were sugar-free."

The elevator opened to a large foyer and Danny held his hand out for the swipe card and opened the door, stepping inside and looking around quickly before allowing the girls to enter.

The Steinway grand piano fought with the view over the city to be the hero of the room as they stepped inside, Danny closing the door behind them.

"Oh my goodness," Roxy exclaimed as she looked around. It was tastefully decorated in natural wood, stone, glass, and fabrics. Tai Ping carpets and Tamo Ash furniture complimented each other beautifully. Two gorgeous white sofas faced each other with a marble fireplace surmounted by a flat-panel large TV.

Sadie ran her hands over the shiny black piano and moaned. "You think David's ever had sex on a piano?"

"I wouldn't put it past him," Roxy murmured as she headed down a small corridor. She felt like Goldilocks having to choose between beds when she peeked inside the bedrooms.

Each room had its own sitting room with floor to ceiling sliding doors leading to a private terrace and marble ensuite, decorated with the same furnishings as the main living room. She decided she'd let the guys choose the rooms; she'd be happy in any one of them.

Sadie, however, wasn't going to allow that. She ran into the first room and hopped onto the bed, bouncing on all fours. "Nope..." She went into the second and did the same thing, looking out the window and smiled. "We'll take this one! Um...Rox? You realize we have none of our clothes, beauty products, panties..."

"We can buy what we need while we're out today," she shrugged, "but maybe with our own money, not Jon's?! Besides, who mentioned anything about underwear being needed?"

The two laughed and Sadie replied, "How silly of me! We have a couple of hours to kill before our spa appointment. I say we hit Fifth Avenue for some much-needed retail therapy!"

"Yes! I thought you'd never say it," Roxy said.

They decided to walk the few blocks to Fifth Avenue, the first stop was Versace. Sadie found her dress straight away thanks to the personal shoppers that flocked to them after hearing who their "boyfriends" were and that they were attending the Video Music Awards.

Her plunging white dress was paired with a 14k gold pearl necklace, matching pearl earrings with bracelet and studded Christian Louboutin stilettos. Roxy whistled as Sadie pirouetted and her face lit up like a kid on Christmas.

It was Roxy's turn and she showed the personal shopper the dress from Sadie's magazine. The black lacey number was an instant hit and fit her slim body like a glove. Going with a black and gold theme, she was fitted with black heels and paired with a gold shimmer Chanel clutch.

Her jewelry was kept simple with a three-piece 14k gold set. A dual-layer gold choker and necklace that dipped low and nestled between her breasts, gold bracelet and teardrop earrings from Cartier. To say the personal shoppers made a whopping commission would be an understatement.

This repeated with Prada, Neiman Marcus, and Victoria's Secret. By the time they reached the fourth store, Louis Vuitton, word had spread. The girls were whisked to fitting rooms, their sizes were taken in detail from head to toe and champagne served in tall stem glasses.

Clothing and shoes were brought to them with accessories from bracelets and necklaces to purses and clutches. They each left laden down with multiple bags and Danny pulled up outside Sephora when the girls were finished.

"Here...I'll take those," he said and put all the bags into the trunk. "You two want fancy or simple for lunch?"

"Simple!" They both replied in unison and climbed into the car.

He drove them to a great little burger place in the Upper West Side and the girls chowed down happily, reminiscing about the personal shoppers and all the pretty things had bought.

"You know we only have...20 minutes before our appointment??" Sadie asked.

"Fuck, really?! Where did the day go?" Roxy said as she gathered her handbag together, "We should probably call the boys too and let them know we'll meet them...where? The hotel?"

"Hotel and tell David to bring my smaller bag with all my hygiene and beauty products?"

"Oh you should test your blood before we move," Roxy reminded her. "I'll phone Richie and let him know."

Sadie rolled her eyes but did as Roxy asked. "Little high but we just ate. I'll get a bottle of water."

"True! But thank you for indulging me," Roxy blew Sadie a kiss across the table, "Let's pay and get outta here."

Danny ushered them into the car and drove them to their next appointment. Roxy dug out her phone and dialed Richie's number.

"Hello?"

"Hey, handsome," Roxy smiled as the velvety voice sent shivers down her spine, "How's your day going?"

"Oh, hey," he replied, "It's good to hear from you Bob, how they hangin', man?"

"Is someone there?"

"Yeah, that's right," Richie said then Roxy heard him say, "Give me a sec, Heather, sweetheart." There were some muffled replies and the closing of a door.

"I'm here, Rox," Richie sighed, "I'm sorry, darlin'. Heather turned up not long after you girls had gone this morning. Guess she didn't trust me after all."

"Oh!" Roxy couldn't help the disappointment showing through in her voice. "So...tonight?"

"Oh, you're still going! I still want to see you, darlin'," he growled, "You'll be Jon's date though. I know you both won't have an issue with that."

"Hmm, I'll miss your arms tonight though," she pouted, "So I hope Jonny's are ready for me."

He growled again, "You're lucky you're so goddamn sexy, baby. Listen, I can't stay long. Did you need something?"

"It's okay, I'll phone Jon with the details and he can pass them on," Roxy said, "I don't want to get you into any more trouble than you probably already are. I'm sorry, Richie."

"Not your fault, baby," he replied softly, "I'll see you tonight, okay? Hope you bought something sexy to wear."

"Oh you have no idea," she purred, "Go! I'll call Jon."

"'Kay, bye." She blinked at the phone after he'd hung up. She couldn't help feeling a little jealous and disappointed that she wouldn't be able to be with Richie tonight but she consoled herself that Jon would be a perfect date too.

"What's wrong," Sadie asked.

Roxy sighed unhappily, "Heather turned up after we left. She'll be there tonight too, so I'm going as Jon's date."

Sadie paused and looked at Roxy for a moment, "You like him, don't you?"

Roxy turned from the window and gave Sadie a little smile, "Yeah...a lot, actually. Don't get me wrong, Jon is gorgeous and he sure knows how to please a girl but...there's something about Richie that just feels right. You know?" Sadie nodded and gripped Roxy's arm in solidarity. "Anyway, I'd best ring Jon before we get to the spa."

Roxy dialed Jon's phone and he answered with a purr, "I've been expecting your call, baby. You girls' spending up big? I can't wait to see you tonight."

"We have put a sizable dent in your card," Roxy grinned, "Hope you don't mind?"

"Give Sadie a kiss for me!" David yelled in the background

"David sends a kiss," Roxy said to Sadie before going back to Jon, "Um...we did kinda do something for tonight at your expense."

"Oh?"

"We booked the penthouse at The Four Seasons on 57th for the night," she spat it out in a rush, "It's beautiful and it sleeps 6 but if Heather's here now...."

Jon chuckled and relayed the information to the guys. "Tico wants to know if you want him and Eva as the third couple or Heather and Richie."

"Will Papi T be hurt if I say Richie?" Roxy asked, "but it really doesn't matter, I guess. It'll be a little weird with Heather there though."

Sadie smacked Roxy's arm. "No ...Papi. Eva might be a little more fun than Heather!"

Jon chuckled and said, "How about we sort it out this end and it'll be a surprise? So we'll see you at the hotel around 6:30?"

"Yeah, that should give us enough time," she nodded, "Oh, and can you remind David to bring Sadie's bags with him, please?" Jon agreed and signed off just as Danny pulled up at the spa.