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I took his hand. His palm was wide, and his fingers were long. It was very warm, sending goosebumps up my arm. I followed him down the hall and he led me into the room. He closed the door, muffling out the loud music and voices. I just walked into a private party. He leaned into me, “I’m guessing that’s your friend?”
I spotted Angie instantly, giggling with a guy whose image was also on the Steel Dragon flyer. He must have been the lead singer called “Zeek”. His long jet-black hair was teased out big, and he wore black eyeliner and black lipstick. He dressed all in black, except for a red leather vest.
I turned and looked up into the tall stranger’s eyes. I could see them better in the light of the room. They were blue and the color of his hair was chestnut. “Yes, that’s her . . . Thanks.”
His eyes were so very blue and intense, that I almost got lost in them. His mouth was set in a straight line, “I’m Eric,” he said, while he still held onto my hand.
“I’m Cindy.”
Eric was the first to look away. He put his thumb and forefinger into his mouth and blew a loud, high pitched screeching whistle. “Yo, Zeek!”
Angie rushed over to me, squealing. “Hey, Cin!” she just then noticed Eric. “Hi! I’m Angie. You’re the guitar player, right?”
He smiled this time. At Angie. “Yeah, that’s me.” He didn’t say much, but his hotness made up for it.
Angie pulled me closer to her, away from Eric, “So, Zeek wants us to hang out with them tonight after the gig!”
“Oh, Angie. Really? I don’t think Tommy—”
“Who cares what he thinks. He’s such a hoser! I totally want to hang out with these headbangers… Please, Cin?” She whined and stuck out her bottom lip and pouted.
I really wanted to hang out too, only because I wanted to look into Eric’s blue eyes again. “Sure. Okay. But promise me you won’t jet on me again.”
“I promise! This is going to be so rad!”
Zeek spanked Angie’s butt fifteen minutes later as we left the room to get ourselves another drink and grab a spot toward the front of the stage. The band sauntered up onto it, and Eric stood to the right, which is where Angie and I stood. He picked up his guitar from the stand, pulling the strap over his head and settling it against the front of his hips. He picked a few notes, tuning the guitar, and then his eyes met mine. The side of his mouth lifted in a smirk and he winked at me.
I’d seen local bands play live at the bars back home, and the guys usually had their sights on Angie. She had that rocker chick look and she had curves that were eye catching. Me on the other hand, I felt like her shadow sometimes. I didn’t stand out as much and guys rarely gave me a second look. So, when Eric smiled and winked at me, my heart started beating faster and I felt warm and tingly all over. He was gorgeous up on that stage, playing his electric guitar, his long chestnut hair flowing back and forth to the heavy beats in tune with the band. Zeek screamed into his mic and got the crowd riled up and some banged their heads to the hard rock sound.
By the time Steel Dragon performed their final song, I drank a few too many beers. The packed crowd clapped, yelled, and whistled. The neon lights were turned off as the ceiling lamps were switched on, and bartenders yelled, “last call!”
“So, we’re hanging with the band, right, Cin?” Angie finished her last beer with me but she was just getting started and wouldn’t stop until the morning.
I felt the hazy effects of the beer, and my body tingled all over after watching Eric play guitar onstage. I was drawn to his gorgeous blue eyes and admired his muscular thighs under the torn jeans. He was gathering up his assortment of peddles and cords along with guitar, kneeling away from me on the stage. I wanted to talk to him again. “I’ll come along, but I have to find Tommy and let him know.”
“Dammit, Cin. You drunk?” Tommy’s voice came from behind me.
I spun around and lost my balance for a split second, staggering into him. “I had a few. I’m hanging with Angie and the band tonight.”
“Oh no you’re not! You’re leaving with me and Kellynow!I already told you that I’m NOT catching any shit from Mom and Dad.”
“She’ll be with me tonight and she’ll be safe.” Warm hands grasped my shoulders. I swayed back around. It was Eric.
Tommy rolled his eyes. “Whatever. Do what you want. I’m done babysitting your lame ass anyway.” With his arm draped over Kelly’s shoulder he turned and left.
“Your brother’s a scum bag.” Eric grumbled as he watched Tommy and Kelly blend into the drunken crowd.
He had some nerve! “You don’t know me. You don’t know my brother.” I shot back at him.
“Chill. I’mgladyou’re going to stay,” his mouth lifted into a smile. I exhaled to calm myself. I was glad I was I was going to stay with him too. But I didn’t want to admit that to him.
He offered me his hand again, “Come with me. I need to get my equipment back into Toby’s van.” I took his hand and followed him backstage, “Who’s Toby?”
“The drummer. He’s got a van and hauls the equipment to gigs. I can’t ride with a guitar case and amps.”
“Why not? You don’t have a car?”
“No. I ride a Harley.”
