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Date Posted: 00:19:07 01/27/06 Fri
Author: kennedypratt
Subject: vegas affair
In reply to: kennedypratt 's message, "vegas continued" on 00:17:42 01/27/06 Fri


We met Kenny and Kim at the airport the next morning. They were so cute, kissing and nuzzling each other constantly. Keith was slightly annoyed that he couldn’t hold a conversation with Kenny without being interrupted by their affections. I tried my best to follow suit and keep Keith distracted. I put my thumbs through the belt loops of his corduroy pants and pulled him closer. I nuzzled my nose against his scruffy cheek as wisps of his blond and brown hair tickled my face. I murmured quietly, “Can’t you see he has other things on his mind? So should you.” I playfully kissed him and nipped at his bottom lip. He gave me a gentle laugh, “you like to have my attention at airports, don’t you?”

“No, it just seems to work out that way.” I replied, referring to how we first met.

We boarded the plane under the lens of several photographers. Once in the air we all joked around and made small talk. Keith mentioned something about the mile high club jokingly.

“I’m already a member and I hear that you are too.” I replied.

He looked a little surprised but not completely shocked. Kenny and Kim overheard the conversation and quickly piled into the bathroom. Keith turned up the TV to drown out the squeals and moans coming from the other side of the door. Keith and I sat on one of the long couches in the rear of the cabin.
He seemed engrossed in the TV but I tried to get his attention by nibbling his earlobe and running my hand under his collar, resting a hand on his chest. He brushed me off gently, “we’re not 17.” I sat back abruptly and opened my mouth to make a comment but just then the bathroom door opened and Kim and Kenny returned to the cabin with goofy smiles. I tried to watch TV with Keith but I wondered what he was so distracted by. I reconstructed the events of the last twenty four hours and concluded that I couldn’t have possibly done something to screw this up already.

It was warm and sunny as we got off the plane in Vegas, so nice to be out of cold, rainy Nashville. Keith carried my bag to the car and we piled into the limo. Once we were at the hotel Kim and I checked in at the front desk while the boys signed a few autographs. The concierge inquired about us wanting adjoining suites but I declined, knowing how much noise our friends would make. Upstairs we parted ways at the elevator, agreeing to meet up in about two hours after a ‘nap’. Inside the room I was delighted by the view and the welcome basket with lots of goodies. Keith lay down on the bed with his hand behind his head, starring at the ceiling. I plopped down next to him with a handful of grapes from the welcome basket. “We could take a bath, there’s a great tub in there.” I said in between grapes.

“No, I’m really tired baby. I’m going to take a nap.” He replied.

I nestled down next to him and for the first time since we had known each other we actually went to sleep without fooling around at all. I slept lightly and gave up on the nap after half an hour. Keith slept deeply, I watched his chest rise and fall in a slow, even rhythm. I studied his chiseled face, trying to determine what kept him so distant on the plane.

I got up and fished through the basket again, finding a box of chocolates at the bottom. I went out to the balcony with my goodies and a magazine I had bought at the airport. There were pictures of Keith and me in it. I laughed at the reporter’s speculation of a ‘baby bump’. I looked back through the glass door at Keith still sleeping on the bed. We had scarcely been a couple for twenty-four hours and already the press had me knocked up. Off in the distance I heard moaning from another balcony. Now there was a possible ‘baby bump’ in the making.

I lounged a while longer before showering and putting on a pair of jeans and a sparkly shirt. I woke my country boy with gentle kisses on his eyelids. He kissed me softly in return before sitting up on the edge of the bed. I kneeled behind him, putting my hands on his shoulders. “Baby, what’s the matter?” I asked.

“Nothing just tired.” He replied and walked to the bathroom.

I heard the shower water turn on and wanted to enjoy the show but decided to give him some space. I busied myself by putting my make-up on instead. Once he was dressed we walked down the hall and waited several minutes before Kenny and Kim finally emerged. We ate a casual meal in the casino and then commenced to gambling. Keith seemed to relax after the meal and kept his hand on the small of my back most of the time. After loosing enough money we dragged the boys to one of the casino night clubs. They chatted by the bar while Kim and I danced without a care in the world. It was so much fun with the music pounding, enjoying the company of friends and a new love. We danced for a few more songs until we noticed the boys looking nervous. People were taking pictures of them with their camera phones as they drank. It was getting late anyway so we decided to call it a night.

Once the elevator doors opened on our floor Kenny threw Kim over his shoulder and walked down the hall towards their suite. She called goodnight to us upside-down and reminded me of our spa appointment tomorrow and the tickets we had to the cabaret show. Keith and I laughed as the tangle figure of the two bodies moved down the hall. I turned to Keith, “aren’t you gong to carry me?”

He smiled, “you didn’t have that much to drink, neither did Kim, I don’t know why you would need to be carried.”

I settled for his arm instead as we walked to our suite. We kissed a little in bed but he once again lamented on how tired he was and we went to sleep. The following morning we bid the boys adieu in the lobby as we set off for the spa. They had both adorned baseball caps and sunglasses to compliment their track pants and tee shirts. I smiled as I thought of how many millions of dollars they had between them yet they both were still so down to earth enough to dress like frat boys.

In the spa, Kim and I enjoyed massages, facials, manicures and pedicures. I laughed hysterically when one of the spa assistants called Kim “Mrs. Chesney” as he brought us mimosas. The poor boy blushed three shades of red when she corrected him. We joked about the prospects of marriage. She took a small sip of the mimosa before handing it back to the assistant and asking for plain juice instead.

After getting beautified we walked down the strip to a cute boutique and picked out dresses for that evening show. Kenny called Kim on her cell phone to tell her that they would meet us in the hotel bar downstairs, he and Keith had just gotten back from shopping. We returned to our suites and put on our new dresses. The boys whistled approvingly when we met them in the bar. Keith seemed in a better mood than yesterday and kissed me warmly, “you really look great”, he said running his hand down my back.

In the limo on the way to the show Kenny seemed nervous. Once we got there, Keith and I went inside while the lovebirds stayed in the limo. As we took our seats inside I asked, “What did you two do all day?”

“We went to about a dozen jewelry stores.” He replied.

My eyes got big, “he didn’t buy a ring did he?” I asked hesitantly.

“No, he got her a necklace.” He replied to my relief.

He looked down at my hand that was resting on his thigh; he ran one finger down the length of my ring finger and encircled the base of it with his thumb and forefinger.

“Would that have been so terrible of him?” He asked.

“No”, I replied, “It’s just that they’ve only been together a short time.”

“But they’ve know each other a while.” He replied.

“Yeah, but they’ve only been exclusive for a few weeks.” I stated.

“That doesn’t matter.” He quipped.

“Yes it does. It is totally different being an exclusive girlfriend than a f*ck buddy” I said.

Some people at the next table glanced over when they heard my cussing. Keith smiled at them and mouthed an apology. “Gee, tell me what you really think” he said sarcastically.

“I just don’t think they should rush into anything.” I said.

“If you know it is what you want and how you feel it isn’t rushing.” He argued.

“I’m sure he thought he knew what he wanted with Renee and look how well that worked out for him.” I answered.

“That was different, they were never together.” He replied.

He continued to play with my finger, “You are so worried about getting hurt” he murmured.

“Were not talking about Kim and Kenny are we?” I asked.

Our eyes locked but we were interrupted by the lovebird’s entrance. Kim showed me her new necklace and I told her how beautiful it was. “Oh god Kim, I was so afraid it was going to be a ring.” I said.

“So was I” she replied.

Keith shook his head and mumbled something about “such an odd girl”. The show started and we watched the dancers attentively. Keith held my hand and continued to stroke my finger in the dark.

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[> [> So -- Chesneygirl73, 09:48:30 01/27/06 Fri [1]

What is up with Mr. Urban?? Could he be testing the waters, maybe he bought you a ring and was waiting for the right moment? Why was he so distant on the plane? This is good!


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[> [> Well, ya'know.... -- Feathers, 15:17:33 01/27/06 Fri [1]

Maybe when you announced your membership in the Mile High Club, he realized he'd lost his source of entertainment for the trip - you know, "initiating you" LOL

It's hilarious how you say "the boys" LOL


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[> [> [> boys/men -- kennedypratt, 18:52:30 01/27/06 Fri [1]

I'm not exactly sure what happens when two male friends hang out together but I see it all the time with my husband. They can act like men for days on end but they get to spend some time with another man and suddenly their maturity level drops and they become boys again. Should be studied in a lab or something, stange phenomenon.


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[> [> [> [> I'll sign up to work on that study. Lets see... I'll enroll Keith of course, Joe Nichols, Billy Currington, and Keith Anderson (just to keep the male numbers even you inderstand). -- Texas_Cheryl, 19:07:56 01/27/06 Fri [1]


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[> [> [> [> [> study -- kennedypratt, 19:37:48 01/27/06 Fri [1]

I'd work on the study too. Of course they would all need complete physical exams before participating. Please put on the paper gown Keith.


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[> [> Hmmm... -- 1birdinflight, 18:42:38 01/27/06 Fri [1]

I'm intrigued, kennedy! Gosh it's just so early for him to give you a ring...and I'm curious why he's been so quiet...Hmmm...Whatcha got brewing, girlfriend?


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