So where are we partying tonight?

I glanced at my best friend and music group partner Erica. Let’s complete the show first, huh? Then we’ll party like the rock stars we are.

Erica grinned at me. Because when do you be concerned about the present? You’re constantly on point.

I tossed my hair back. Yeah I am. I’m also just a little needy if you understand what After all.

She nodded. I really do indeed.She paused to apply the blood red lipstick she favored. Wait around, what occurred with JD? I believed y’all about Bad Boy Collection: 5 Steamy Bad Boy Short Stories were good.

Was that a grey hair? No freaking method! I believed. My hair was still ink black and lengthy. But my grandmother had been a early grey. Aw hell no. Gotta get rid of that.

Angel? Girl, you need to leave whatever you’re smoking only. You zoned out again.

I gave her a droll stare. You understand I don’t do this. I was just thinking. What do you say?

I stated I thought you and JD were cool.

JD was the drummer for our band. He was popular with his long silky blond locks and green eyes. I experienced a stirring inside simply thinking about his really difficult body. He was the type of guy I proceeded to go for, muscular, tattooed and pierced. And he was a beast in bed. He enjoyed me, I possibly could tell incidentally he dropped suggestions and stuff. But he was just a friend with benefits. I wasn’t interested in being tied down to anyone right now. I was young and thinking about being together with the stone world. I needed to be as big as my father was.

He’s been dropping hints about us acquiring things to another level but I’m good with the way things are. I don’t want to be in a romantic relationship. I want my freedom.

Erica nodded in agreement and provided herself one last look into the mirror. I hear you on that one, Ang. I used to be having that same conversation with Javier. I need to be absolve to sample what’s out there. Besides, one day, the correct one is going to come along and you’ll change your mind and relax.

I laughed. Ha. I doubt that. I’m not the settling down type. I like to be absolve to arrive and move as I make sure you. Do what I want.

And who you need?

Of course.

Erica gave herself one last look in the mirror before she straightened. Probably when we’re as well old to rock, we’ll obtain domesticated.

I followed her out of the dressing space. That’ll be your day. You’re never too old to…