When we came into sight, Coral jumped up off the sofa and headed over toward us. Wrapping a hand around both my and Len's waist she kissed first Len's cheek then mine. "Hey, boys, I missed you both," she said and gave the two of us the same salacious smile. I glanced to Aaron, one of my bandmates and he raised an eyebrow.
"Are you into fucking other peoples' birds now, Rick?"
"At least women let me do that voluntarily, Aaron. I don't need to get them unconscious like you do," I replied and Lennie and Simon another band member laughed.
"Want something to eat, sweetheart?" I asked Coral. She nodded, and I picked up a platter of small triangular sandwiches from one of the hospitality tables, tugged a bottle of champagne under my arm and wandered in the direction of my dressing room for some privacy. Fortunately, they had given me a room of my own in the event there were any ad hoc interviews during the concert.