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He continues to talk about his many personalized libations while the heat of that kiss resurges in my mind.
I focus on his lips, plump and pink and how they felt against my own. Oooh, and the feel of his tongue vying for top billing as it tangled with mine. I let out a small yet expressive breath of air. “I don’t think I’ll be drinking. I do have to drive home,” I respond to his naming of many refreshments.
“But I haven’t even told you the most popular ones,” he complains.
“Yo, Simon. It’s go time,” Sebastian yells from his position at the curtain.
“Showtime, Mr. Ashton,” I chime, changing the direction of this conversation and stopping my libido in its fantasy tracks.
He smiles, passionately. “Don’t worry, I won’t disappoint.” He hustles over to his bandmates where they all jump up and down, not together, to loosen their bodies and minds, I’m sure. Andy is twirling his drumsticks; Mikey is plucking the strings of his bass as is Sebastian with his guitar. Simon is handed a mic and goes through a few riffs and runs. His brother joins him on a few and then they all sing the chorus of one of their songs.
“Are you guys ready to rock?” The emcee announces to the crowd.
Thunderous roars and cheers and claps are returned at his question, and I swear I feel the floor shake.
“I don’t think you heard me. I said, ARE YOU READY TO ROCK?”
I didn’t think it was possible, but the reply is even louder.
“Wow, this crowd is ready, ready,” Brianna comments when she takes a position beside me.
“I can tell. Amber, did you promise them anything if they purchased a ticket?”
“Nope. I posted the flyer just as you designed. Before you got in the air good on your way to London, it was sold out.”
I realize just how hot Osiris is, finally. I always knew they were a big-name band, but because I’m not familiar with the genre, I guess the actual level of popularity wasn’t on my radar. I basically made them as hot as they were before.
“You guys certainly sound like you came to…play.”
The crowd goes wild when the emcee throws out the name of their chart-topping, number one song.
“Without further ado, I give you, Stix!”
Andrew runs out onto the stage, taking his position at his drum kit, and starts beating out a song.
“Mikey!”
He follows and plugs in his bass, and he and Andrew play little key parts of their opening song.
“Sebastian!”
He plugs in and adds to the melody.
Amber gushes with excitement when he glances at her and smiles.
“And of course, the ladies’ man himself, everyone's favorite bad boy of rock, the one, the only, Simon!”
A loud thunderous boom comes from the stage speakers and the crowd loses their mind when Simon takes the stage.
The screams and shouts almost drown out the sound of the band.
We rush over to stage right and stand in their spot, staring out at the fans who have gathered to see them and celebrate their new release. Big hair, heavily made-up faces, flying panties and bras are all that we can make out from our position.
I have to admit, this is really exciting. My skin tingles with the pulse of the evening and suddenly I find myself engaged in the moment as if I was in the crowd of nameless faces. Right now, I’m not feeling like their PR, I am a fan.
Sebastian and Mikey strike a chord and hold it while Andy bangs on his drums and taps the cymbals, matching the pause in playing. Simon holds his hands up and eggs the crowd on. The stage lights flash rapidly, drumming up the excitement of the moment when that beat drops for the first song on the five-song playlist.
He looks over at me and winks seductively and blows me a kiss.
