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felt Parker’s hand clutching mine, and it was one of those perfect moments where everything felt right in my little corner of the world.
A loud display of pyrotechnics sounded and flashed brightly before my eyes, and then drums and guitar and bass worked together to produce Black Shadow’s opening song, which was their most recent single. I watched my dad sing the words as the crowd sang along with him, and I couldn’t help the surge of pride that I always felt when I watched Black Shadow perform.
At some point, Jadyn appeared beside me to watch her husband perform. I did the most civil thing I could think of: I completely ignored her presence backstage.
We watched most of the set, and then Parker led me back to Flashing Light’s dressing room before the craziness ensued and the backstage area filled with horny women looking to hook up with Gideon Price.
I gagged a little just at the thought.
“Want to go to the after party?” Parker asked once we were settled into a comfy leather chair together back in his dressing room.
Vinnie was in a corner shoving his tongue down some woman’s throat. She had far too much cleavage sticking out of her shirt. Fitz and Garrett sat on the couch talking a bit more civilly with some other women. They seemed interested in conversation, at least, but Vinnie made it pretty clear what he wanted. I glanced over in the corner, and his hand had was grappling with her breast. He really was kind of a scumbag.
“If you do,” I said, forcing enthusiasm into my voice that I didn’t really feel. I wasn’t sure why, but I had a bad feeling about the after party.
“Then let’s get drunk and have some fun. George is here, Bruno is around somewhere. We’ll be safe.”
I nodded. “Sounds fun,” I said, not really meaning it. But I’d prevented Parker from enough fun on this tour. It was the last night. He deserved the celebration and the chance to blow off some steam after a stressful few weeks.
Parker got up and headed over to a counter stocked with bottles and cans and liters. He poured a generous amount of whiskey into one cup and a generous amount of vodka into another. He splashed some soda in each and brought me a vodka mixed with a few drops of Sprite.
I tapped my red Solo cup against his, and we each took a sip. He grinned at me as I winced at the strength of alcohol in my drink, but as soon as I took my third or fourth sip, it didn’t seem as strong. I felt the warmth begin to spread through my system.
I heard some noise in the hallway outside of the Flashing Light dressing room, indicating to me that my dad’s set was done. It was nearly time to get ready to leave, but the warmth of the vodka in my chest was preventing me from wanting to move from my spot in the chair next to Parker.
I felt his lips press to my temple, and the warmth in my chest blossomed to my entire torso. Alcohol always managed to intensify feelings, but it was the love I felt for him without the liquor that was diffusing through my system.
Before I knew it, Parker was standing and pulling me to my feet. My dad always treated on the last night of the tour, and that night was no exception. As we walked out behind the venue toward our buses, a line of SUV limousines waited for the members of Flashing Light, Pure Adrenaline, and Black Shadow—plus their guests, of course.
We’d missed the fireworks lighting up the night sky on the Fourth of July, but I was happy as long as my hand was clutched in Parker’s.
Parker and I were sharing a car with Fitz, Garrett, and Vinnie. All three men had also brought along the women they’d been talking to. I was shocked that Vinnie hadn’t ditched the blonde he’d been making out with in favor of hooking up with someone new at the bar, but I supposed he’d already gotten his start with this one. Considering she’d watched him up on that stage, and he’d be relatively unknown at the bar, she was probably his best bet.
I glanced around the limo. It held
A loud display of pyrotechnics sounded and flashed brightly before my eyes, and then drums and guitar and bass worked together to produce Black Shadow’s opening song, which was their most recent single. I watched my dad sing the words as the crowd sang along with him, and I couldn’t help the surge of pride that I always felt when I watched Black Shadow perform.
At some point, Jadyn appeared beside me to watch her husband perform. I did the most civil thing I could think of: I completely ignored her presence backstage.
We watched most of the set, and then Parker led me back to Flashing Light’s dressing room before the craziness ensued and the backstage area filled with horny women looking to hook up with Gideon Price.
I gagged a little just at the thought.
“Want to go to the after party?” Parker asked once we were settled into a comfy leather chair together back in his dressing room.
Vinnie was in a corner shoving his tongue down some woman’s throat. She had far too much cleavage sticking out of her shirt. Fitz and Garrett sat on the couch talking a bit more civilly with some other women. They seemed interested in conversation, at least, but Vinnie made it pretty clear what he wanted. I glanced over in the corner, and his hand had was grappling with her breast. He really was kind of a scumbag.
“If you do,” I said, forcing enthusiasm into my voice that I didn’t really feel. I wasn’t sure why, but I had a bad feeling about the after party.
“Then let’s get drunk and have some fun. George is here, Bruno is around somewhere. We’ll be safe.”
I nodded. “Sounds fun,” I said, not really meaning it. But I’d prevented Parker from enough fun on this tour. It was the last night. He deserved the celebration and the chance to blow off some steam after a stressful few weeks.
Parker got up and headed over to a counter stocked with bottles and cans and liters. He poured a generous amount of whiskey into one cup and a generous amount of vodka into another. He splashed some soda in each and brought me a vodka mixed with a few drops of Sprite.
I tapped my red Solo cup against his, and we each took a sip. He grinned at me as I winced at the strength of alcohol in my drink, but as soon as I took my third or fourth sip, it didn’t seem as strong. I felt the warmth begin to spread through my system.
I heard some noise in the hallway outside of the Flashing Light dressing room, indicating to me that my dad’s set was done. It was nearly time to get ready to leave, but the warmth of the vodka in my chest was preventing me from wanting to move from my spot in the chair next to Parker.
I felt his lips press to my temple, and the warmth in my chest blossomed to my entire torso. Alcohol always managed to intensify feelings, but it was the love I felt for him without the liquor that was diffusing through my system.
Before I knew it, Parker was standing and pulling me to my feet. My dad always treated on the last night of the tour, and that night was no exception. As we walked out behind the venue toward our buses, a line of SUV limousines waited for the members of Flashing Light, Pure Adrenaline, and Black Shadow—plus their guests, of course.
We’d missed the fireworks lighting up the night sky on the Fourth of July, but I was happy as long as my hand was clutched in Parker’s.
Parker and I were sharing a car with Fitz, Garrett, and Vinnie. All three men had also brought along the women they’d been talking to. I was shocked that Vinnie hadn’t ditched the blonde he’d been making out with in favor of hooking up with someone new at the bar, but I supposed he’d already gotten his start with this one. Considering she’d watched him up on that stage, and he’d be relatively unknown at the bar, she was probably his best bet.
I glanced around the limo. It held
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