Tessa sat on the floor, legs folded beneath her while Tommy sat on the loveseat. They both jumped up and grabbed a small plate and filled it with snacks before sitting back in their respective positions as soon as Angel laid the tray on the coffee table.
“Where’s Mason?” Lucas asked.
“He went to dinner with Jimmy and Audra,” Tessa answered. “He’ll be back later.”
Angel sat in the loveseat with Tommy, but Jessi sat in the center of the couch directly in front of the enormous flat screen, which was paused with Angel on the video. She patted the seat next to her. “Come sit here, Sindy. With me.”
Lucas sat on the other side of Sindy, and sighed. “I’ve seen these a million times.”
Sindy elbowed him. Maybe he wasn’t interested, but she was ecstatic to see the raw talent of one of the greatest punk rock bands that ever lived, early in their career. She leaned forward, eager to watch the footage.
Jessi pressed the button on the remote, and Angel came to life. His hair was longer, and the barely-there tiny lines in the corners of his eyes were gone. His voice was just as strong, but his movements were more limber. More erotic with the swiveled motion of his hips.
The camera panned out and Tommy Blade came into view. Sindy’s jaw dropped at the image on the television screen. She turned to Lucas sitting next to her and then back at a young Tommy Blade. They were practically identical.
“I know,” Jessi agreed. “It’s scary.”
Sindy remained riveted on Tommy Blade’s incredulous display of showmanship on the guitar. Chords wailed through the sound system while his fingers assaulted the fretboard of the gorgeous vintage Les Paul that he still played.
Angel suddenly vamped across the stage and fell to his knees in front of Tommy. He sang the raunchy lyrics toSex and Greedwhile he ran one hand up Tommy’s leg and under the guitar. Sindy watched, mesmerized, at these two extremely talented men in their youth displaying a ton of sexually-explicit overtones which were so captivating it made her jaw gape.
“Oh my God!” Tessa covered her eyes. “I can’t watch this.” She ran out of the room, which made Jessi laugh.
“Oh stop it, Tess. Dad and Papi are hot together!”
“They’re my fathers!” Tessa yelled back from somewhere outside the great room.
As Sindy continued to watch the video, she could definitely understand why Tessa didn’t want to see Tommy and Angel performing right now. The show was insanely erotic, and she felt guilty watching these two men grind against one another and the tingle that it created in her body. She looked over at Tommy and Angel in the loveseat. They were sharing intimate gazes and smiles which conveyed close personal secrets. The show Sindy had seen Immortal Angel perform live a few weeks ago, the show where Prodigy made an appearance, had obviously been restrained. It didn’t have the raw sexuality that was displayed on the video playing in front of everyone right now. The electrifying performance on the flat screen could be felt clearly through the camera.
Jessi let out a long, dreamy sigh. “I used to watch this from the side stage every week.”
“Look.” Angel pointed to the screen. “There’s Alyssa.”
Damien Diamond’s gothic wife had the same long black hair and thick eyeliner that she wore today. Jessi was obviously the one shooting the video, and Alyssa wasn’t very happy about being filmed. The band was too loud to hear what they were saying, but there was obviously some banter going on between them, before Alyssa flipped her hair over her shoulder and gave the camera twin middle fingers.
Sindy laughed. “I like her.”
“She’s a minx that one,” Angel said, biting his lower lip.
“Look!” Tommy was the one to point to the screen this time. “Audra and Kira!”
“Where?” Sindy leaned closer, looking for Mason’s mom.
“Right there.” Jessi pointed with the remote. “In the audience at the front of the stage. That was their spot. Dead center. They were right there at every single show. You met Audra’s sister Kira, remember?” Jessi reminded Sindy. “At Madison Square Garden a few weeks ago. She’s a doll. She’s just so busy running around all the time. Her husband is a roadie so they both travel a lot, and they live in L.A. part of the year.”
Sindy nodded, recalling the meeting with Mason’s aunt. She loved the strong women in this group of friends that had known each other forever. Mason’s mom and her sister looked almost identical on the video as they both jumped up and down pounding their fists in the air.
“They had such a crush on Angel,” Jessi teased.
“Stop it.” Angel’s cheeks turned bright red. “It was just teenage infatuation.”
“No way.” Tommy laughed. “They wanted you. You could have had the both of them if you wanted to.”
“Nonsense, mi amor. It was strictly men for me back then.” He gazed at Jessi and his expression turned all gooey. “You, my lovely vixen of a wife, are my one and only chica. The only woman who ever was and ever will be the recipient of my love and my heart.” He blew her a heartfelt kiss.
Jessi put her hand to her chest and let out a long sigh as her eyes glazed over and she fell back into the couch cushion.
Sindy couldn’t believe someone could have that effect on another human being after so many years together. She envied them so much and loved to watch them, but turned her attention back to the show on the television screen because she didn’t want to stare.
