Page 94 of Just My Type of wrong guy

“And I don’t see any reason to be in an empty relationship.”

“Are you sure?” I approach slowly, touching her face and bringing it closer to me. “Yesterday you seemed very interested.”

Alexandra blinks a few times but doesn’t look away.

“If you kiss me now, we won’t be able to stop, and I’d hate to be late for breakfast.” She sighs, placing her lips on my hand. “Worse: I’d hate to have this conversation again, A.J.”

“Isn’t there a chance this could be our little secret?” I ask, caressing her face, which is completely in my arms.

“When we leave this basement, it will be like last night never happened, and you know it. That’s the only way things won’t change, as you said they wouldn’t.”

I cross my arms, staring at her with an incredulous expression.

She gives love a bad name, and she enjoys it!

But trying to squeeze anything out of a stone-cold heart has never been my strong suit.

“So, we’re not going back home on Monday, cooking together, getting our noses dirty, exchanging giggles and kisses, and then sleeping in the same room?” I ask theatrically, and Alexandra laughs, taking my hand.

“I hate you so much. The silver lining is that tonight I’m picking a really beautiful girl to comfort you,” she says, pulling me toward the door.

“Girl? I’m traumatized by them. They use you and toss you aside. You’d better pick a hot guy, or I’ll be forced to knock on your hotel room door looking for another night to forget by the next day.”

Alexandra stares at me, mouth agape.

“A.J., stop it! And if anyone asks, we were rehearsing,” she says, climbing the stairs ahead of me.

The only thing on my mind right now is:I really hope that was just a rehearsal.

ViciousBondsUpdates

The return of Vicious Bonds to American soil shook Twitter, Instagram, and the hearts of the ADM

Having the guys home after they’ve toured the world is surreal and magical!

Richard, Thomas, Guilherme, and A.J. have drawn crowds across the Americas and Europe, and seeing our boys playing at the Gillette Stadium for two packed nights in a row only solidified what we, Vagabonders, already knew: Vicious Bonds is not just the biggest band of the moment.

They are the band that planted its flag on Earth, and they’re here to stay.

In a show lasting almost two hours, with all the electrifying songs performed in the first set and the slower ones in the second, the guys rocked the stadium, becoming the number one trending topic on Twitter.

The second biggest topic came when Alexandra and A.J. performed “Maybe” in English for the first time. Now part of the backing vocals group, Alex shone on stage in a black jumpsuit and silver heels, earning applause from a stadium full of people bowing to her talent. The performance was simply breathtaking.

The affection, the chemistry, and the sexual tension were all there, unmistakable. And despite all the speculation about their relationship, they seemed just as friendly as they always were. But we have news… A.J. didn’t kiss anyone. Richard introduced him, he grabbed the mic from our drummer’s hand before Rick could make a joke about him kissing onstage, and shouted: “This is One Last Kiss.” Could it be that there won’t be any more kisses on the tour?

One way or another the domestic tour has only just begun, but we know that the batch of shows until February will be the last to feature the stories of their first albums. And despite them having said countless times how much they want to rest before returning to songwriting, we’re dying to know where the third album will take us.

XoXo,

Your favorite Vagabonders.

Chapter Thirty – Ale

I want a lap to rest my head

I’m running away from home

Can I sleep here with you?

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