She looks sexier than me and Valley both. A super-short mini skirt, a ripped cropped tank, and combat boots. She is heavily made-up, too.
Hunter goes ballistic. “What the actual fuck? Let go of her hand, Thor! And you are not leaving looking like that, Cynthia.”
“With all due respect, Harris, your sister is a grown woman. We really like each other. She can wear anything she likes,” Thor says, shocking me with his boldness. Good for him.
“Yeah,” Cynthia agrees.
“We need to get going,” Valley informs us. “We need to get there early enough to be right in the front.”
“Did you get pit tickets?” Ghost blurts. “That’s not safe.”
“Damn straight I did. We’ll be fine, alpha assholes. There will be plenty of security.” Valley sticks her tongue out at my guys, making me crack up.
Synn marches over, snatching up my hand. “Let’s roll.”
We all head to the garage, the others following close on our heels. We pile into an insane–looking sports car.
“Hold up. Is this a 1985 Iroc-Z?” I ask, dancing in place. I'd know that car anywhere. I fell in love after seeing my first one in an 80’s DVD at the Solomons.
“I’m impressed,” Purge answers. “My girl knows her vintage cars.”
“It’s my dream car,” I admit with a dreamy grin.
“The security detail will be right behind you in an SUV,” Hunter tells us.
We all nod, and slide into the beautiful machine. It's shiny and sleek, a sparkly black paint job with a red stripe down the side. The seats are black leather. The radio and actual tape deck looks to be the original.
“Everything is original,” Synn answers my unspoken question.
I squeal in excitement. “This is so badass.”
We pull out of the garage, and I wave at everyone as we go. We peel out onto the street, and Synn floors it. Cynthia yells, and Valley shouts right behind her. We’re all laughing, the adrenaline making us giddy.
“Like going fast, Pazessca?” Synn asks me, sliding his hand onto my thigh.
“Yep!” I pop the “p”, grabbing his hand off me. “Do not start,” I grumble. The last thing I need is to get wet panties right before the show.
Synn complies, and we zip to the concert venue.
I'm so excited. I can’t believe I'm going to my first concert ever.
Synn
My Pazessca looks delicious enough to eat. I will be watching, making sure no fuckers even look at her sideways.
I pull into the parking area, impressed Valley managed VIP at the last minute. I'm able to pull up close to the entrance.
We all get out, and head inside.
Pazessca has her head on a swivel, taking in everything.
Cynthia keeps making squealing sounds too.
“I’ll hold us spots by the stage,” Valley offers. “Go get merch.”
“Merch?” Pazessca asks, a cute little furrow etched into her brow.
“Band gear, t-shirts and stuff,” I explain.
