dancing with the music and keeping her eyes glued to Jeremy, who made it a point to lock gazes with her from time to time. Being slightly shy and reserved, Hanna had never been one to get wrapped up in the excitement of a concert. However, by the time the forth song came around she found herself, swaying and laughing with and at the excitement of the people around her.
Bo began working his way to her as the fifth song took up. This time it was a slow, sultry ballet. This was easily Hanna's favourite song. It showcased his vocals and seemed to sweep her away in the melody. As Bo began the chorus he looked down at Hanna and their eyes locked. A shiver ran down Hanna's spine and her pussy began to throb, as his voice and the band washed over her.
It was at that moment that she realized why women fell so hard for musicians. It was hard not to. Impossible even. He broke eye contact way too quickly, leaving her feeling depleted.
"Bo! Bo! Booooooo!" The woman behind her screamed, so loudly she could be heard over the thunderous beat of the speakers twenty feet from them. Moments later, something was whipped past Hanna's head.
What the fuck? Hanna looked over her shoulder and gasped when her eyes caught notice of the woman who was now bare-chested. Her generous, perky breasts jiggled as she waved her pink shirt in the air. Hanna pulled her eyes from the girl's breasts to see that she'd thrown her pink bra onto the stage.
Bo glanced down at the bra at his feet and then looked over Hanna's shoulder to the partially naked, screaming woman.
"He's looking at me! He's looking at me!"
For the love of God! Hanna growled. Oh course he was looking at you, bitch, you're half naked! Hanna gritted her teeth, keeping herself from saying something she'd regret to the girl who she doubted would be any older than seventeen.
Bo snatched up the bra and waved it in the air, not skipping a beat in the song. He looked down at Hanna, and he gave her a wink. The crowd went wild yet again, and he tossed the bra off stage and continued with the song.
Another hour passed and Hanna was finally letting loose. Dancing and singing along with the songs. It felt good and from his expression when he graced her with a look, Bo seemed to be both amused and delighted that she was enjoying herself.
"Hey girls. Come with me." A tap on her shoulder turned her attention to one of the guards that had approached her and Jackie.
"Jackie." Clutching her arm, Hanna gave it a tug, getting her friend's attention.
Two more guards joined the first as he slid the barrier across allowing Jackie and Hanna to enter the "forbidden zone."
"Oh-my-God! That's her!" A voice from behind her and in the crowd screamed.
Hanna frowned as she looked around for the source of the voice. Who's her?
"Bo's girlfriend! Holy shit!"
It didn't surprise her to see it was the half-naked girl that recognized her from the tabloid.
"Come on. Hurry!" The large, black guard grabbed her by the upper arm and tugged her and Jackie down the aisle. He hustled them so quickly Hanna found herself stumbling to keep up in the heels she was wearing. However, his urgency was not in vein, her identity was quickly revealed to the audience, spreading like wildfire, and people began to grab at her and Jackie, screaming questions and insults.
Hanna breathed a sigh of relief, as they exited the floor and entered the safety of the backstage area. Was that a taste of what it would be like to be his girlfriend? People screaming at you? Curious about you? Hating you just for being with him?
"Intense, huh?"
Pulled from her thoughts Hanna, glanced over at Jackie who was beaming from ear to ear. Jackie was the kind of girl that would savour the attention, both good and bad. Jackie was the perfect rock star girlfriend in Hanna's opinion. But her... Not so much.
She sighed and then scolded herself for getting ahead of things. They really hadn't even planned another date; considering herself his girlfriend was very