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“I’ve been looking all over for you! Why are you hiding back here?” Morgan suddenly appeared in front of Reese as she was climbing down from the stool, realizing how cramped her legs had gotten. Clearly, she hadn’t changed positions while she sat. Her butt felt like someone had smacked it with a concrete paddle.

“Ow, my body,” she groaned. “Remind me to avoid stools when responding to Facebook comments.”

Morgan shook her head as she laughed, hooking an arm around Reese’s neck. “Let’s get some food in you. Are you excited? Did you hear that sound check? This is going to be amazing. I can feel it.”

“What is?”

She waved an arm through the air, “This night. The tour. Everything. I just have this feeling like everything is about to change for Sterling.”

“That was pretty incredible. I took a live video and it looks like it’s on the cusp of going viral on Facebook.”

“Awesome,” Morgan said. “You’re a lifesaver.”

Guilt threaded through Reese. Not that she had acted on them, but her feelings for Sterling weren’t going anywhere, even if Morgan shared the same feelings for him. She thought again of the moment after the song, when she thought Sterling was looking at her. She felt like he had wrapped her in his arms, even though they were separated by twenty feet of stage. He probably hadn’t felt what she did. Though there had been a fire in his eyes she couldn’t have been imagining. But was it really directed toward her?

She didn’t want to think about this as she trailed behind Morgan to a green room in the back, empty save a long table with sandwiches, snacks, and desserts. “You’ll want to eat something now. It will be too crazy later. After the show we may go out or just back to the hotel. Depends on how the guys are feeling.”

“Makes sense,” Reese said, grabbing a plate with a sandwich and a bag of chips. “So, where should we be during the show?”

“There are a few areas backstage that we can hide out in. If you want to be out front, I can get you seats. I don’t think we’re sold out. You probably saw that the back of the amphitheater is just grass. I’ve been to this venue before with another band. People usually bring blankets. Really, whatever you want to do.”

“I might float around. It would be nice to see things from backstage, but I also would love to get out there.”

“Ever see Sterling in concert?” Morgan grinned at her, popping a strawberry in her mouth.

“Once. I was fifteen.”

“That’s right! I can’t believe I already forgot that you had that big crush on him and wanted to marry him.”

Reese groaned. Before she could respond, she heard Moby behind her. “Who wants to get married?”

Reese spun around. Sterling and the other band members had joined them and started loading up plates with food.

“No one,” Morgan said, winking at Reese.

She could feel her cheeks heating and sat down on a couch, hoping they would calm before anyone noticed. But of course, Sterling sat down on the couch near her. She kept her eyes down on her food.

“How did the video go?” he asked.

“Better than I could have hoped. Which is entirely because that song was amazing. The video is being shared like crazy and I had to stop responding to comments after like an hour.”

“Wow! I never post videos. I guess maybe I should.”

“Sometimes new kinds of content shake things up. Or maybe your fans are just hungry for more interaction from you. I hope it was okay that I responded to comments.”

“Yeah, that’s fine. I guess I still need to sit down with you and talk about all this stuff,” he said.

Reese made the mistake of looking at Sterling. Whatever connection she had wondered about earlier was still one hundred percent alive. And it was directed at her, not Morgan. For sure.

He was talking about business stuff, but the moment she locked onto his eyes, her tongue danced behind her teeth with the words she should be saying. Her hands trembled and she set the plate down in her lap, finally breaking Sterling’s intense gaze as she stuffed her hands underneath her thighs to hide their shaking.

“Did you finish the questionnaire?” she asked.

“Almost. I’ll make sure I get that done before we talk.”

“Great. We can talk on the bus tomorrow when we head out.”

“Or maybe get dinner or coffee or something at the next stop?”

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