This kicks off their twenty-day U.S. Tour. The Sunshine Tour. I grin at the t-shirts as we walk past on our way down to our seats. Leo already gave me mine.
As we work our way down to the front row where I can already see, and hear, our guys, a security guard approaches us.
“Which one of you is Samantha Williams?” He asks.
The girls all point to me and keep walking to their men.
God, the guys all look fantastic tonight.
“Would you please come with me?” He asks. “Mr. Nash would like a word.”
“Sure.” I follow him past the others, the stage and through a black door to the back stage area. It’s surprisingly quiet back here, despite the flurry of activity of roadies and other people bustling about, all wearing official VIP badges around their necks.
“Right through here.” He opens a door and motions for me to go in, and closes the door behind me.
“Thank God.” Leo pulls me to him and kisses me madly, then pulls back and those gray eyes move up and down my body. “Holy fuck, Sam, how am I supposed to concentrate on the show when you’ll be in the front row looking like this?”
I grin and turn in a tight circle. “You like?”
“I think I just had a stroke.” He confirms.
“You look pretty hot yourself.” He’s in black leather pants and a tank from an ancient AC/DC concert. “How long till the tank comes off?”
“Probably in the first song. I get too hot,” he murmurs.
“You want to show off your stars.” I contradict him and laugh when he scowls at me. “The girls will be happy. They’re excited to see your stars.”
“What about you?” He asks and kisses my forehead.
“I enjoy the stars as well.” I grin and push my hands under his shirt and rub my thumbs where the stars are, right along his V. “They fucking rock.”
“No turning me on right before a show, sunshine.”
“Is that what I’m doing?” I ask with wide eyes.
“You’re trouble,” he mutters and smiles. “I love it. Security will bring all of you back after the show. Just stay in your seats.”
“Will do. You’ll be awesome,” I remind him.
“Honestly, the show isn’t what I’m nervous about.” He frowns and kisses my forehead again.
“What are you nervous about?”
“You’ll see.” He shakes his head and checks his watch. “You’d better get back out there. I have to get back to the guys. We have a pre-show ritual that I’d better not miss.”
“Sacrifice a virgin?” I ask with a laugh.
“Nothing that dramatic.” He shakes his head, smiling softly. “I’ll see you in a bit.”
“Okay. Break a leg.” He kisses me, hard and fast, and shows me out to the hallway where the security guard is waiting to escort me back to my seat.
“This is Lionel. He’s been assigned to you guys all night. If you need anything, just ask him.”
“Okay.” I turn to Lionel. “I’m ready.”
***
~Leo~
Aside from Samantha, there is nothing I love more than performing. The rush of being surrounded by thousands of people singing along with songs I’ve written is better than any drug-induced high.
The first half of the show has gone without a hitch. The band is warm, playing flawlessly. I’ve been with these guys long enough that we communicate with hand movements or eye contact.
It’s the best.
My voice is strong and sure, and I’ve never enjoyed myself more during a show. Of course, it doesn’t hurt that my city and my girl are in the audience.
“Are you having fun Seattle?” I scream and hold the mic out for their response, which is a deafening scream.
I look down front and see Lionel gather Meg for me, escorting her to the wings.
Here goes nothing.
“We have a special guest with us tonight, Seattle. Back in the day, we played in bars and clubs around the city, and this gorgeous girl,” I gesture to my left as Meg walks confidently on stage, a big smile on her lips and a mic in her hand, “was a part of Nash at that time. She’s agreed to sing with us tonight! Megan McBride, everybody!”
The crowd cheers and applauds, the front row going ballistic. Jules is screaming and jumping up and down.
Just wait, sweetheart.
“Hey, everybody!” Meg calls out and waves and is met with more applause.
I asked her to join me on stage a few weeks ago, and she vehemently rejected the idea at first, but I roped Sam and Jules and the other girls into talking her into it.
I always get my way.
I nod back at Gary and he starts the song on the keyboard, Eric joins him on the drums, and we begin the song.