told me he was serious.
Oh god, he wasn’t done with big brother lectures.
“Meaning?”
“Meaning the girls that will be all over Chad like flies on shit.” He was serious and wasn’t pulling any punches with me. He knew better than anyone how sexually charged it was to be in a band.
“Honestly no, but I like Chad, and I trust all of you guys, so I will be open minded and hope it’s not as bad as I think it will be.”
He laughed. “Let me know how that works out for you.” He said and walked away without another word on the subject.
Show me what it’s like
To be the last one standing
Teach me wrong from right
And I’ll show you what I can be.
Nickleback
Chapter Eight
The Aloha House was holding a show for Hometown Heroes and I was ecstatic to see Thick as Thieves live for the first time. I was shocked by the turnout. The place was packed. I had my two best friends with me, Candy and Cassa and a mutual friend of mine and Chads’ from work, Celeste. Cassa’s brother Mike and his high school sweetheart turned wife, Roni, sat at the table beside us.
We waited for the band to take the stage. I sipped on my illegal beer in an Aloha House plastic cup. I was the last of our group to turn twenty-one, though my birthday was just around the corner. There was no way though, that I was going to be able to watch this show without a little mood enhancement. I was under strict orders from Noah that I was not allowed to take a drink from anyone other than himself or Chad directly, and that I was never to leave the table alone.
So there I sat watching my man set up amps and doing mic checks. Damn he was hot. It was different to see him in this light. He was so serious as he checked all the mics and tested the amps. His focus was completely on his passion for the music and the performance and it was sexy as hell.
"Girl, you look amazing tonight.” Candy said as she slammed yet another shot of tequila. I had wanted to dress low key because the Aloha House wasn’t a glamorous club, but I was a girl. I wore my tightest skinny jeans in a worn out blue with my to-die-for leather, knee high stiletto boots. They, like most of my clothes, were knock offs, I think these were Jimmy Shoes . I wore a black halter top with a high collar and a deep cut V neck in the front. My blonde hair was pulled up in a messy knot and all the loose strands hung around my face and neck and made me feel impossibly sexy. A few bangles embossed in various bling, and black smoky eyes topped off the look. I was trying to pull off the ‘my boyfriend is in the band’ look and hoped I succeeded.
I had become a woman who dresses to seduce a man, only I was seducing him for a measly kiss. I have never dressed for someone else before and I hoped I didn’t disappoint. I felt fantastically sexy regardless.
“I hope you’re right, Candy.” I smiled and sipped my beer and looked around for my man, who was walking to the main entrance when Noah walked in.
They didn’t seem to be in a heated conversation, and I hoped that Chad would wait until the end of the show to confront him about last night. They spoke a few more minutes and then together walked behind the stage.
“ Ohmigod girl, did you see Chad? I am going home with him tonight if I have to beg.” I heard the girl beside me say. I was both shocked and appalled.
“I’ll take a piece of Shamus or Cal if I can’t get Noah, but I know those piercings of his are guaranteed to rock my world.” The second girl said, just as trashy as the first.
Was this really how women behaved themselves, how they talked? If so, then I was way out of my league with Chad. I know this was my first show, and I knew they had a large following of desperate women, but this was a bit over the top. I listened to these women chatter on about a million different things they would do to my brother and my man, all the while bile rising in my throat.
Candy must have heard them
Oh god, he wasn’t done with big brother lectures.
“Meaning?”
“Meaning the girls that will be all over Chad like flies on shit.” He was serious and wasn’t pulling any punches with me. He knew better than anyone how sexually charged it was to be in a band.
“Honestly no, but I like Chad, and I trust all of you guys, so I will be open minded and hope it’s not as bad as I think it will be.”
He laughed. “Let me know how that works out for you.” He said and walked away without another word on the subject.
Show me what it’s like
To be the last one standing
Teach me wrong from right
And I’ll show you what I can be.
Nickleback
Chapter Eight
The Aloha House was holding a show for Hometown Heroes and I was ecstatic to see Thick as Thieves live for the first time. I was shocked by the turnout. The place was packed. I had my two best friends with me, Candy and Cassa and a mutual friend of mine and Chads’ from work, Celeste. Cassa’s brother Mike and his high school sweetheart turned wife, Roni, sat at the table beside us.
We waited for the band to take the stage. I sipped on my illegal beer in an Aloha House plastic cup. I was the last of our group to turn twenty-one, though my birthday was just around the corner. There was no way though, that I was going to be able to watch this show without a little mood enhancement. I was under strict orders from Noah that I was not allowed to take a drink from anyone other than himself or Chad directly, and that I was never to leave the table alone.
So there I sat watching my man set up amps and doing mic checks. Damn he was hot. It was different to see him in this light. He was so serious as he checked all the mics and tested the amps. His focus was completely on his passion for the music and the performance and it was sexy as hell.
"Girl, you look amazing tonight.” Candy said as she slammed yet another shot of tequila. I had wanted to dress low key because the Aloha House wasn’t a glamorous club, but I was a girl. I wore my tightest skinny jeans in a worn out blue with my to-die-for leather, knee high stiletto boots. They, like most of my clothes, were knock offs, I think these were Jimmy Shoes . I wore a black halter top with a high collar and a deep cut V neck in the front. My blonde hair was pulled up in a messy knot and all the loose strands hung around my face and neck and made me feel impossibly sexy. A few bangles embossed in various bling, and black smoky eyes topped off the look. I was trying to pull off the ‘my boyfriend is in the band’ look and hoped I succeeded.
I had become a woman who dresses to seduce a man, only I was seducing him for a measly kiss. I have never dressed for someone else before and I hoped I didn’t disappoint. I felt fantastically sexy regardless.
“I hope you’re right, Candy.” I smiled and sipped my beer and looked around for my man, who was walking to the main entrance when Noah walked in.
They didn’t seem to be in a heated conversation, and I hoped that Chad would wait until the end of the show to confront him about last night. They spoke a few more minutes and then together walked behind the stage.
“ Ohmigod girl, did you see Chad? I am going home with him tonight if I have to beg.” I heard the girl beside me say. I was both shocked and appalled.
“I’ll take a piece of Shamus or Cal if I can’t get Noah, but I know those piercings of his are guaranteed to rock my world.” The second girl said, just as trashy as the first.
Was this really how women behaved themselves, how they talked? If so, then I was way out of my league with Chad. I know this was my first show, and I knew they had a large following of desperate women, but this was a bit over the top. I listened to these women chatter on about a million different things they would do to my brother and my man, all the while bile rising in my throat.
Candy must have heard them
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