And with that, my nerves increase tenfold.
Chapter Four
Fans fill the stadium quickly.
People are wearing12GAUGE-Slayedshirts, and girls are holding signs asking Colt to marry them or to be their baby daddy. Various other things make me shake my head and laugh at the ridiculousness of it all. The atmosphere is crazy good, and I can’t help the overwhelming sense of excitement bubbling up inside of me.
Then, suddenly, the lights dim, and the strobe lights kick in.
The opening band, Dragon’s Lair, is on first, and when they come running out onto the stage, the crowd cheers, and so do the Slayettes around me. I’m totally out of my element. Having never experienced anything like this and not knowing who this band is, I’m unsure how to react.
They don’t teach you this at finishing school.That thought makes me giggle as I think about old Miss Pendlemerry and her stuffy social etiquette and protocol.
As soon as the band starts playing, everyone around me dances. Well, I don’t know if you can really call what they are doing dancing. It’s more jumping around like idiots, and it’s all I can do to hold onto the rails as people randomly fall into me.
The band is good, but I can see why they’re not the headline act. After about seven songs, they leave the stage, and the crowd cheers. Soon, their cheers turn to various chants in anticipation.
The lights dim, and another wave of excitement floods my veins.
Sia grabs hold of my arm and leans into my ear. “Get ready to get wet,” she says.
I look at her with creased eyebrows. “What do you mean?”
She smirks and points to my crotch. “You think Colt’s hot? Wait till you see him in action. Your panties will be soaked bythe end of the concert, along with every other girl in here. Trust me… you’re about to be blown away,” she says, her tone filled with excitement.
Oh my goodness! Did she really just say that?
I giggle slightly as my hand goes over my mouth, positive my face is as red as a beetroot, and I’m thankful for the dim light while I stare around the stadium at the people everywhere, going crazy.
Then, suddenly, everyone starts screaming.
Turning my attention to the stage, Dingo, Hux, and Johnny run out.
Sia starts to hop up and down, clapping and hollering. Dingo looks down at her and blows her a kiss. She pretends to catch it, placing her hand on her breast, then squeezes.
My eyes widen as I look up at Dingo, who’s smirking insanely and raising his eyebrows up and down. Man, those two are crazy—crazy in love. Anyone can see that.
The other Slayettes are waving their hands in the air, matching the energy in the stadium.
When the lights dim completely, a lone guitar starts to play. It’s somber and dark. The crowd roars to a new intensity, and I almost have to block my ears because the noise is deafening.
A spotlight shines on center stage, where Colt rises from below. The girls go frantic, getting impossibly louder, but instead of generic admiration, it’s full-blown declarations of love.
I can’t help but smile when he appears fully on the stage. Laser lights start to flicker around the stadium in blues and greens. Then, the drum beat kicks in. It’s deafening compared to when Dragon’s Lair was playing, and we aren’t even by the speakers. Every time Dingo kicks the bass drum, it’s like a freight train collides with me.
This is amazing.
Colt looks out over the audience and raises his hand, causing the crowd to go wild. The people behind me ram forward, pushing me into the railing.
It might be amazing, but it’s also utter chaos.
“Hellllllooo… London,” Colt yells into the microphone, and the natural reaction is for the crowd to stomp their feet. He puts his hand over his eyebrows and peers out into the crowd. “So, are we all here to have a good fucking time tonight?” The crowd screams back at him in affirmation, but he appears to be searching through the crowd, his eyes squinting with focus.
He looks deliciously good standing up there with his magenta electric guitar strapped to him and his bulging muscles rippling in the spectacular lighting display. Colt’s wearing his usual black tank top, I’ve become accustomed to seeing him dressed in, and oh my goodness, does he look ridiculously attractive. I think Sia’s right. I don’t know why, but I lose my inhibitions as Colt’s magnetism pulls me to him, and I let out a little excited scream.
I can’t believe I just did that!
“Are you ready to rock?” Colt asks before he strums his guitar, and everyone around me jumps up and down. I get caught up in the moment and join in. Looking up at Colt, I notice his eyes are directly on me. Caught in his stare, I stop jumping and swallow. He has a look in his eyes of pure, unadulterated lust, and it completely unravels me. I hold his gaze, and he winks. In return, I blush, biting my bottom lip, and he raises his eyebrows insinuatingly. When he finally looks away, I swear my insides have melted.
