Heavy Metal (A Badboy Rockstar Romance) by Octavia Wildwood Read Free Book Online Page B

happened to a nicer guy,” I told him earnestly. 
    “This might sound weird but,” he began, his tone sincere, “I feel like I’ve known you forever.”
    “It does feel that way, doesn’t it?” I mused, surprised to learn Brandon was feeling the same way I was.  “I don’t normally talk to people the way I talked to you last night.  I treated you like...like you’re my therapist or something!” I laughed.  “I don’t know what came over me.”
    “Well whatever it was, I’m glad it did.  I loved getting to know you.”
    Suddenly I was aware of how close we were, and how alone we were up there together on top of the Ferris wheel.  I looked into Brandon’s eyes and saw nothing but kindness.  Inside he was a gentle, old soul and he was staring at me as though he thought I was beautiful.  It was all nearly too much to take in.
    Maybe adrenaline was still pumping through my body after my very first experience on a rollercoaster.  Or maybe it was the deep, unavoidable attraction I felt toward Brandon.  Whatever the reason, I felt euphoric. 
    It was as though there was no space or time up there on top of the Ferris wheel.  There was no Carl, no messed up childhood and no dysfunctional family.  There was only me and Brandon and the chemistry between us.
    He leaned in closer.
    I did the same.
    Was this it?  Were we going to kiss?
    I braced myself, unable to stop what had been set in motion.  More importantly, I didn’t want to stop it.  Brandon was kind, sweet and respectful.  He was also drop dead gorgeous.  And if I was to be completely honest with myself, I desperately wanted him to kiss me.
    All of a sudden the Ferris wheel gave a jerk and began to move.
    Just like that, the spell was broken.
    Still looking at each other, we laughed uncomfortably.  It was as though neither one of us was quite sure what had just happened – or rather, what hadn’t.  I slid my body to the far side of the bench we sat on, away from Brandon.  He picked up the stuffed lion he’d won me at the ring toss and began to casually throw it from hand to hand.
    What would have happened had we not been interrupted?
    I supposed I would never know.
     
    Chapter 05
    “Do you ever wonder if there’s life out there?” Brandon asked thoughtfully, his voice hoarse.
    After arriving back at the hotel, happy and tired from our afternoon at the amusement park, Brandon and I had retreated to his hotel room.  There, we had ordered room service and watched a terribly cheesy movie on television, laughing the entire time about how bad it was.
    Now night had fallen and we were sitting outside on the balcony of his penthouse suite, side by side on matching recliners.  We had wrapped ourselves in the plush down-filled comforters from the bed to keep the chill at bay, thankful it was an unseasonably mild night.
    And we were staring up at the stars.
    “Sometimes,” I admitted in response to Brandon’s question.
    “Do you think there is?”
    “Probably,” I replied at once, without even needing to think about it.
    “What makes you so sure?” Brandon asked.
    I shrugged.  “It would be awfully obnoxious to think we’re all there is, no?”
    He chuckled at my answer and turned onto his side so he was facing me.  Propping his head up on his arm, he looked at me attentively.  “I’ve never thought of it that way, but I guess you have a point.  What do you think life is like on other planets?”
    “Wonderful,” I answered without hesitation.  “It’s wonderful.”
    “And you know that how?”
    “They’re so happy up there on their own planets that they’ve never bothered to invade Earth,” I pointed out.  “Although maybe invade is a strong word.  Who’s to say aliens are hostile?  Maybe they’re really nice.”
    “Maybe they are,” Brandon agreed, before sitting up and stretching.  He stifled a yawn, and then leaned over me.  “You’re shivering,” he observed, as attentive as ever.  “Let’s go