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"You were wonderful," I told him emphatically. "I could have listened to you forever."
"I actually fucking sucked tonight. I was so distracted knowing you were watching. And when you started singing…that was almost more than I could take. You should have been the one on the stage performing," he said, stroking my lips softly.
I immediately felt bad.
"I thought I was singing under my breath," I told him.
"I think I could hear your singing from almost anywhere," he said. "It speaks to something in my heart."
He brushed his lips against mine quickly.
"Want to get out of here?" he asked hopefully.
"What time do you leave?" I asked, feeling desolate at the thought of him going.
Whatever it was that was growing between us was so new, I wasn't sure if it would last for him while he was gone. Mason's eyes darkened.
"My flight to Munich leaves at midnight," he said mournfully.
I checked my phone, it was ten. We only had two hours. Mason took my hand, and led me out a door backstage to where a car was waiting. He kept my hand in his as we drove, softly stroking it with his thumb while he gazed out the window distractedly. I looked out the window surprised, we were back at my dorm. I turned to ask him what we were doing, but he was already out of the car, holding out his hand to help me get out.
Mason kept his head down as we walked into the dorm, nevertheless attracting eyes and whispers as we walked in. He held out a hand for my keys and I handed them to him, still confused what was going on. He opened the door and I followed him in, abruptly stopping as I gazed around my dorm room.
Twinkly lights were strewn all over the walls. A gauzy canopy covered the ceiling, and colorful pillows were strewn over a rug that was covering the floor. There were white candles lit around the room, their light casting a surreal glow on the scene.
"How did you...?" I started to say.
"Rockstar, remember?" he said, giving me a grin as I thought back to a similar moment that had occurred right before he swept me off to the Grammy's.
I suddenly smelled something spicy and delicious, and my stomach gave an embarrassing growl. Mason laughed at me, kissing the tip of my nose afterwards.
"Let's eat," he said. "I'm starving too."
He arranged pillows all around us to lean against and started serving out food from little white boxes.
"I ordered us food from my favorite Thai place in New York," he explained, pointing out what everything was.
I hadn't ever had Thai food, and I savored the first bite of it that I scooped into my mouth. Looking at Mason I blushed, he was watching me eat with a kind of dazed expression on his face.
"What?" I asked, wiping my face to make sure I didn't have noodles stuck somewhere.
"Nothing," he said. "I just didn't know that I could get a hard-on watching a girl eat."
I scoffed at him and tossed a noodle at him. He playfully caught it with his tongue and then it was my turn to get a little hot and bothered as he held my gaze as he somehow sexily sucked it into his mouth.
Continuing to eat, we chatted back and forth. Mason told me all about his favorite bands and famous musicians that he had met throughout time. He was talking about a dinner he had once had with the Beatles in their heyday when his phone beeped. He cast a glance at it and swore.
"What's wrong?" I asked, concerned with how pissed off he looked.
"Management wants to leave an hour early," he explained. "Something about avoiding a storm that is supposed to hit soon. Which means…" he looked at his watch. "I have to leave in just a few minutes now."
He looked at me.
"I don't want to have to leave you," he said seriously, taking both of my hands in his. "Promise me something," he said.
I nodded at him, so captivated by the love and longing I saw swirling in the dark blue depths of his eyes that I would have promised him almost anything.
"Don't forget about me?" he asked. "You're going to have a lot of time with Damon…and probably Beckham in the next few months while I'm gone. Don't let the space in your heart that I've managed to carve a place for myself be filled up by them."
