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This goes on for a while, until we get a crowd of rowdy chicks. They are all hands, taking selfies and asking a million questions. “Fitz, wow, you are even hotter up close,” one of them says and I just smile, thanking her. “Selfie,” she squeals and presses her body right up against mine. “You know, if you are looking for some fun after the concert, I’ll be wet and ready,” she whispers, pulling away from me with heat in her eyes.
I give her a small grin and look around for Brooklyn. She’s standing behind me a bit and I reach back, grabbing her hand and pulling her right next to me. “As much as I appreciate the invite, I’d like you to meet my girlfriend, Brooklyn,” I say with a smile.
She gives a pouty face and looks at her friends. “Oh damn,” she whispers, but then looks up at Brooklyn and smiles. “You are very lucky, how’d you do it?”
“She smiled at me,
” I say and kiss her temple.
That group of girls moves on and I make sure to keep Brooklyn by me, until she no longer can. When we take a group shot, she steps aside, but I always have her come right back. She’s been a great sport about it all so far, but now the media has entered and I know the questions are about to start.
“Fitz, who is this beautiful lady? We’ve seen you a few times together, something you’d like people to know?” the reporter of a local newspaper asks. As if every reporter, radio host and even a few sneaky paparazzi that snuck in, heard the question, Brooklyn and I are surrounded by them all. The clicking of the cameras are the only sound around us.
I squeeze Brooklyn’s hand and look down at her smiling. She is smiling up at me and nods her head. I look out at the sea of eager, nosey bastards and say, “This is Brooklyn Adler, my girlfriend.”
The barrage of questions that follow and flashes of cameras make me want to laugh. As if there is nothing better to write about than my love life.
“How long have you been together?”
“Where did you meet?”
“Are you serious?”
“Brooklyn, what do you do?”
“Brooklyn, where do you live?”
The questions are endless and I hold up my hand. “We’ve been together for a while. We were introduced through a mutual friend. Yes, we are very serious,” I say, trying to answer their questions.
“I’m not going to answer any personal questions, only that everything Fitz said I agree with,” Brooklyn says, shocking the shit out of me.
“Brooklyn, were you always a fan of Renegade?” someone yells out and we both laugh.
“No, I wasn’t.” She looks up at me and smiles. “But I am now.”
My heart pounds in my chest and the urge to kiss her is overwhelming, taking ahold of me and making it impossible to ignore. I lean down and do it, right in front of everyone, I press my lips to hers and kiss her. Even with my eyes closed I can see all the flashes, and I could give a shit. After I tell them all that is all we have to say for now, they disperse and start hounding everyone else. A few fans come up and ask to take a photo with both of us and Brooklyn just goes right along with it.
“Thank you all for coming, but it’s time to find your seats and for the band to get ready for a kick ass show,” Poppy yells and everyone starts to exit.
“Fuck Fitz, that was intense. You both handled it well though,” Poppy says, sipping on her water.
“No shit, my balls jumped into my throat when everyone was standing there waiting on a reply from you,” Ethen says, causing us all to laugh.
“I’m just glad it’s finally out there and everyone will soon know that I am the luckiest son of a bitch in the world,” I say, holding Brooklyn close.
“I’m just glad I didn’t throw up,” Brooklyn says, giggling against my chest.
**
We had one hell of a concert. The crowd was amazing, the energy was insane and thankfully the music sounded great. When we got off stage, having Brooklyn jump into my arms, just made it that much more. We are now on our way to the after party and I can’t keep my hands off her. I’m going to get drunk and the thought of her drinking with me, dancing with me and letting me fuck her is exciting as shit.
“Fuck, there better be some hot chicks at this party. My cock needs some action tonight,” Ethen says.
“Ethen when was the last time you got an STD test?” Poppy asks, ducking when he tosses an empty water bottle at her.
“Hey, I get tested all the time and I protect my little soldier don’t worry about that. As much as I’d love to be skin on skin, it’s not worth the risk. One day when I’ve pussed out like Nate and Fitz, maybe I’ll feel her hot pussy around my cock,” he says.
“Christ, Ethen, shut the fuck up,” I growl, even though Brooklyn is laughing at my side.
