getting showered, we head out to get some lunch.
My phone chimes and it’s a message f rom Declan, “Your tickets are at the front gate. Do you need me to do anything else?”
I quickly reply, with a stup id smile on my face, “Nope, we’re here. Thank you so much.”
“Anytime, he’ll be excited to see you. We have a run through in about twenty minutes. You could try to sneak in and see him before the show,” he states.
“No, you guys have too much going on. I’ll wait unt il after, but thanks.”
We spend the early evening running around and sight-seeing what Boise has to offer. My sister doesn’t seem impressed at all.
Once back at the hotel, we star t to get ready for the concert and head out the door by 7:30 p.m.
Getting to the arena was annoying. The place was packed, not that I was surprised. There are four bands on the tour, King Dread being one of the opening acts.
“Which bands are you most excited to see?” I ask the two of them.
“King Dread and The Rage,” my sister says overly excited.
“Same here,” Liz says with the biggest smile plastered to her face.
I can’t help but laugh, what should I expect with two fifteen year old girls ?
We make our way up and wait in line to get our tickets at the office and then head inside. This place is huge and packed already.
“Declan hooked us up,” I say, smiling to the two of them.
“Wow, look at how close we are to the stage,” my sister yells jumping up and down, Liz joining in.
We have amazing spots to watch the guys. I don’t think that Parker can see me, but who knows, he may.
Damn, I can’t wait to see him up on stage with a crowd this big. It’s amazing.
We wait about a half an hour before the first opening band starts. They are good, but nowhere near as good as King Dread.
The place is getting fuller by the minute and the fans are getting rowdier too. Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to bring two fifteen year olds to a show like this.
They seem to be having a great time though.
The guys are up next and seem to have a big fan base here in Boise. The crowd starts chanting King Dread, King Dread, until the guys grace us with their presence on stage.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen Parker look so hot. I can feel my face heat up and I can’t help but stare at his beautiful face. He’s hot, always has been, but seeing him up on that stage is making me want to rip his clothes off right now.
Damn how I’ve missed that smile, that face, that body. Oh, we definitely have some lost time to make up for tonight.
They start off with a newer song and the crowd loves it. The women especially, it takes no time at all for br a’s and underwear to be thrown to him on stage.
Declan is laughing as Parker makes a joke about the under garments now all around him. Thank goodness, he hasn’t changed.
This is one hot ass band. The more I stare at the guys, the more I realize why there are always women around them.
Declan and Luke play guitars, Nate’s on drums and my sexy man is the lead singer. He has the voice that would make any woman do as he says. He has that pull, that connection, that spark that makes peopl e give into him. I should know, I’m one of them.
I continue to stare in awe at Parker in his element. The guys sound fantastic and they all seem like they are having a blast up on stage performing in front of thousands of people.
As much as I want him to sing all night, I want to have him all to myself too. Damn, I’m a greedy bitch.
“He is so fucking hot,” Liz gushes.
“No cursing,” I try to say with a straight face, but I can’t help it, she’s right.
My sister just smiles and laughs at me. She knows how I feel about him.
I wave to Declan when he looks our way. Of course he would know where we’re standing, he got us the tickets.
At this particular moment, I wish he would have told Parker I was here, so he could look my way, but it would be so