Chapter forty-one

Sometime during the early morning, Sarah woke up, feeling more satisfied than ever. She looked back over her shoulder, when she noticed the rose on her night stand, she knew it had all been real.

She was engaged.

She was deeply in love and engaged to Richie.

Along with this, this summer had been the best of her live. Getting over most of her fears had changed her life but had made it so much better.

Distracted from her thoughts when Richie stirred, she watched him, hoping she hadn't woken him up yet. It was still dark and too early.

Her eyes followed his hand which disappeared under the sheets. The white sheets were thin enough for her to see the outlines of his dick. Amazed she thought if he ever got enough, he was fifty-two don't men start getting problems then? Richie definitely didn't.

Sarah kissed him softly, careful not to wake him and sat up next to him.

Carefully she lifted the sheet, only to see his hand stroking over his dick.

Sarah wasn't entirely sure what she was doing or was going to do.

Richie had convinced her to let him do the same to her last night and it had been amazing. If it felt the same for him, she wanted to give him that pleasure back. Only fair.

She pulled the sheet lower and sat up next to him, then checked if he was still sleeping, which he was. Even when he stirred after she wrapped her hand around his dick, he still slept.

Softly she stroked him a few times, like she had the night before. Her eyes stayed steady on his, wanting to be sure he was still sleeping, she felt a little embarrassed but she was hoping he was right about it being impossible to be bad at.

Her courage gathered as she continued her movements, making her grasp a little firmer. Like the night before she leaned closer to him.

When Richie felt her breath on him, his eyes shot open, looking down at Sarah.

"Morning honey." He said in a sleep hoarse voice. "You alright down there?"
"Yeah," she looked up at him, "I want to do this for you so you have to let me know if it's good or not."
"It's alright." He didn't want to force her or make her feel guilty.
"No, I want to." She assured him.

Richie nodded and let her be so she could decide what and how much she wanted to do.

Sarah bent back down and licked the head of his dick again. Then she carefully held him still and opened her mouth wide, guiding him inside her mouth, she wrapped her lips just around it's head.

Richie groaned at the wet and warm feeling, amazing.

Slowly Sarah lowered her head and took him in deeper, making Richie groan louder.

How could she believe she was bad at this? She was doing just fine, even if it had been years since she had attempted to give someone a blowjob.

As her movements kept on, although slow, his orgasm started to creep up on him. He could feel the familiar sensation in only a few more minutes.

"Sarah." He tried to warn her.

Sarah sucked a bit harder, feeling him getting even harder before he gave in to his orgasm. A few times she had to swallow before he could lick up the remnants.

A little unsure, she crawled back up the bed to lay next to him. Should she ask how bad it was or just leave it? He might not even want to tell her, he might just lie about it.

Richie pulled her close against him, then said, "Told you it's impossible to be bad at blow jobs."
"It wasn't that bad then?" She asked unsure of even asking.
"That bad? Was great." He said honestly, hoping she would believe him. "I love you."
Sarah smiled. "I love you too."



Only a few hours later there was an continuous knocking on their door, like everyone needed them at the same time, the knocking didn't stop.

Annoyed, Richie got up, finding shorts before answering the door, to his surprise, Sarah didn't wake up when he left her.

He quickly went to open the door.

"What?" He asked.
"I know you probably got stuff to celebrate but we have to go." Jon answered.
"Go? Where?"
"Vienna, I think, we're leaving in an hour or so, everyone's pretty much ready to go."
"Fuck, I completely forgot. Give me a few minutes."

Without waiting for an answer, Richie closed the door and went back inside, getting his clothes together and stuffing them in his bag, before he got back on the bed next to Sarah.

He leaned in closely and kissed her tenderly and briefly and watched her eyes flutter open.

"Morning honey, apparently we have to leave."
"Leave?"
"Next city, concert tonight." He explained.

Sarah nodded and sat up next to him.

To Richie's delight she walked over to her bag for clothes, naked. He could definitely get used to that, then he remembered he had to do his own packing too.

"Richie?" Sarah asked after a few minutes. "Do you have a box?" She was standing by the night stand, holding the rose he had given her the night before instead of a ring.
"I'll check." He rummaged through his bag and found a tie in it's box. The tie didn't matter to him so he pulled it out and gave the box to Sarah. "How's that."
"Perfect. Thank you." She wanted to keep it and to keep a flower, she had to be careful with it or it just might break and she wouldn't want that to happen.



An hour later they were sitting in a car to the nearest airport where Jon's private plane would bring them to Austria.

Richie was sure there were places Sarah wanted to see. The city was rich with history and culture, they wouldn't leave until Sunday evening so he had to find something he could take Sarah to. Tomorrow he had to go ring shopping with Jon, he wanted to stick to that plan for sure. He also knew there was a lot of art in Vienna, maybe he could ask Tico about it.

He was lucky when Sarah fell asleep again on the plane. Strange how she could sleep on the plane if he was there but not when she was alone, was it his presence  What about her not waking up this morning? He wasn't sure what to think of it but he didn't mind, then he didn't have to feel guilty anymore when he did wake her up.



Because they had left early in the morning, they arrived before noon in Vienna. He had talked to Tico during their flight and found out Tico was planning to visit the Museum of Fine Arts when they got there, fortunately Tico was quite pleased Richie wanted to go along with Sarah.



The museum was huge, they could spend ages in there but they had a concert to play tonight, even thought it was still slightly before noon, they knew they wouldn't be able to see everything.

They paid their entrance and walked into the halls. The first were ancient Greek and Roman art, a total different kind of art than what they were used to now, nonetheless it was very interesting to see what people could make back then without as much resources artists had now.

The next hall existed out of Egyptian and Near Eastern art. Sarah had always been interested in Egypt and was even more interested in seeing their art. She found it amazing how they could make bright colours and such detailed drawings. Once again she was glad Richie had found a museum to go to.

On the second floor they lost track of Tico, every room was filled with painting from European artists. Thinking they'd find Tico again later they continued looking around on their own.

Sarah pointed out the painting she liked to Richie.

"I gotta say, he's a bit weird." Richie said as they walked by Van Gogh painting.
"He did go crazy." Sarah pointed out.
"Yeah, he had a drinking problem, cut off his ear."
"Oh that's him?" Richie asked, he had heard of that before.
"It is, the alcohol made a buzzing in his ear that wouldn't stop so he cut it off, went a bit crazy." She explained.

The room they were in existed mainly out of Dutch and Flemish artists.

Richie spotted a painting of a naked woman on one of the walls. "Don't mind you posing like that." He teased Sarah.
"Don't think." Sarah regarded the painting, she definitely didn't feel comfortable enough with herself to pose with a fur blanket.
"Why not? Look, she even has the same hair colour as you but I think photos now would look better though."
"Not gonna happen."
"I'm just kidding." He assured her.

It felt a little strange not hearing someone taking pictures of them every second, they had gotten used to Jon taking photos of them behind their backs but now he wasn't there.

In the next room they found Tico again, he was enjoying the significantly less Spanish art.

For the rest of their visit they stayed together, they hadn't much more time and didn't want to lose each other again, finding each other might be more time consuming.

They decided to skip the top floor since there were only coins on display thee and nobody was really interested in that. All together they went back to the hotel so they could start unpacking there.

"Do we leave at the same time?" Sarah asked as she got the box out of her bag, glad it had a clear cover and she placed it on the night stand again.
"Yeah, we'll leave around four or something. I need to arrange a place for you though."
Sarah shrugged. "Maybe I can stand with the crowd?"
"You want to do that?" Richie asked surprised.
"I think so."
"How's your ankle? Can you stand that long? I don't want you standing with all those shoving people." He talked quickly.
"It's fine."
"Maybe you can stand with security, that's a bit closer to me too."
"That's good too." Sarah agreed.



Only an hour they were backstage at the venue, unlike the previous shows they were here early, usually they arrived only an hour before the show, now they were there four hours ahead.

This time Richie actually had time to show Sarah around everywhere. Again he got to introduce people to Sarah but this time he could introduce her as his fiance instead of his girlfriend.

When Sarah took a few minutes in a bathroom, Jon popped up from around the corner, excited he walked over to Richie.

"So? Did you ask her? What did she say? She said yes, right?"
"Wait," Richie said calmly, "I forgot we're teenage girls." and went on in a high girly voice. "Yes, she said yes, we're getting marry, can you believe it? Oh em gee!" He asked just as excited as Jon.
Jon shook his head. "Did you pick a date already?"
Richie answered him in a normal voice again. "Well no, but she said yes so we're getting married."

Before he could go on, Sarah walked out of the bathroom.

With a huge smile Jon reached in to hug her. A little stunned, Sarah hugged him back.



Fifteen minutes before the show a security guard guided Sarah to a place in front of the gates where the fans were standing. She would be closer to Richie than all his fans were, then again, she really was closer to him, her fiance, she still couldn't believe it.

Richie was the first to walk onto stage, the crow behind her started screaming, maybe she wasn't a screaming type because she kept completely calm even when Richie smiled at her. Two girls behind her screamed even louder, saying he smiled at them, Sarah knew better, she hoped.

The concert started with one of the songs Sarah had learned by now, they had played it at almost every concert she had been too.

She was able to watch Richie the entire time while he played. The faces he made while playing guitar reminded her a lot of other faces he made at other times, she thought it was kinda funny and arousing at the same time.

After a while, she heard Jon call Richie, Sarah hadn't even noticed Jon wasn't on the stage anymore. She looked around for him as she watched Richie walk past her with another smile, over to a stage between the fans.

The few songs he played over there was the only time she wasn't able to keep her eyes on Richie and she felt a little disappointed, she certainly loved watching him play guitar, it was clearly his passion to which he was very devoted.

During the second encore, Richie made sure to keep his eyes open and watch Sarah in front of him as Jon sang always. He sang the back up vocals but mouthed the rest of the word for Sarah, making sure she got the message he was trying to send to her. The lyrics described perfectly how he felt for her even though the song was based on a stalker.



They had played only one more song and left immediately afterwards back to their hotel.

Exhausted Richie plopped down on the bed, two days in a row he had been woken up way too early, on top of that he hadn't gotten much sleep the night before.

"I wanna sleep in way past noon tomorrow." Richie groaned as he sat back up to start undressing.
"You don't want to go to another museum?" Sarah asked, sounding a little disappointed.
"Maybe." He remembered she might want to.

Together with Sarah he got undressed and ready for bed. He was just about to lie down when he got a text.

11:39 what time do you want to go tomorrow

He needed to buy a ring, how did he forget that again? He needed sleep too.

11:40 around 11

Richie put his phone away again and turned to Sarah who was watching him, wondering what he was doing. He moved closer to lay right next to her, gently he pushed her hair back over her shoulder and kissed her, wrapping his arms around her.

"I'm gonna get you a ring tomorrow and make it official."
"Do I get to pick one?" Sarah asked excited.
"It's got to be a surprise and you'll be looking at prices." He  knew she would.



The next morning Richie woke with Sarah's hair in his face, she was tucked under his chin, her head resting on his chest, so close to him.

Carefully he moved her off of him and went to get dressed, when he came back from the bathroom, he was surprised again that Sarah hadn't woken up while he was gone. She had done so for two months and now all of a sudden she didn't?



At eleven he walked out his room, Sarah knew he would be going and he didn't want to wake her up if she was still sleeping.

Jon was already waiting for him, again with a camera in hand.

"Do you really take that everywhere?" Richie asked.
"I do, I want a picture of you picking out a ring."
"Want a picture of me doing the proposal again?" Richie asked a little annoyed.
"No, I'm good." Jon answered smartly



In the inner city of Vienna they found a jewellery store.

"So you want to ask her again?" Jon asked as he looked at rings.
"Yeah, make it formal, right, with a ring." Richie shrugged as he started looking around too.
"What kind of ring do you want?"
"Something unique, special." Richie thought out loud.



Half an hour later Richie had found the perfect ring he wanted to give to Sarah. He was glad she hadn't come to pick because she surely would have said no if she saw the price tag of it. He could care less about the price, it was for Sarah, he'd pay millions to be able to keep her.



When Richie got back to the hotel room, Sarah was sitting up in bed, watching a movie on tv, all to gladly he took of his jeans and got in bed with her to watch the rest of the movie with her.

In the afternoon Richie took her to a Botanic Garden just outside the city. Every park or garden reminded him of where it had all started so he wanted to ask her again at a place that resembled the beginning of their relationship

He had planned it out again, he'd ask her here again at the garden and then they'd go for dinner, the other way around of what they had done two days ago.

Sarah was nervous the entire time they walked through the gardens, she knew he had bought her a ring but when was he going to ask her, would he wait until later that night or would he ask her here?

The longer it took, the more she wanted him to just ask her right now, so she could say yes again.

When they walked through a part of the garden that was full of roses, all in different colors, she was sure he was going to ask her now since he had asked her by the rose bush at the previous hotel but they continued to walk. Her nerves started to kill her.

Richie was waiting for the right moment, a perfect place with the perfect surroundings to ask her.

Finally he saw he what he wanted. A huge weeping willow, with it's leaves hanging over a big pond. The scene itself looked romantic, perfect for what he wanted.

He took her to the tree and stood beside her. He reached into his jeans pocket and pulled out a tiny box, carefully opening it to show her the ring .

"Do you still want to marry me Sarah?" He asked.

Sarah looked at the ring in the box, the ring was beautiful, the shape of it was perfect and would remind her forever of how he had asked her to marry him, not that she would ever forget anyway.

"Yes Richie, I still want to marry you, I love you." She answered.
Richie smiled. "I love you too, I want to marry you more than anything." He answered her unasked question.