Page 42 of Waiting to Lose
I was living in the past,
Letting memories and mistakes
Make me keep on looking back.
Never really opening up
Never really letting in
Never really knowing
Where I should begin
Then love opened up a door
Love filled an empty space
Love happened when an angel walked into my life
And the pieces fell in place
Love was worth waiting for
Love took the dark away
And there’s one thing that I know for sure
She’s become my saving grace
Madi tried to breathe. He wrote a song… for her? Her heart was so full of love for him, she thought she might explode. Ang turned and handed her a tissue. She glanced down at it and realized tears were streaming down her face. Only Jake could make her so happy she cried.
She watched the rest of the concert in awe. He came backstage once during intermission and winked at her. She knew she couldn’t pounce on him in case the press was watching, but she wanted to tell him just how much he meant to her.
She glanced at her phone at the final encore and mentally counted the hours of the night she had left with him. Tomorrow, his flight left at one. Hers left at three. She had mere hours to be with him.
As the concert came to a close, Rob ushered her to a waiting limo. He stood outside the door. Felix turned around from the driver’s seat and said hello. Madi smiled at him and leaned forward on the seat in front her to ask him how he had been.
Thirty minutes later, Jake left the building, once again signing autographs as he approached the car. Madi heard the muffled voices shooting questions at him left and right. Madi swore she heard Allison’s name and she briefly cringed. She remembered what Ang had told her and the way Jake stared at her when he thought she wasn’t looking. He loved her and she knew it.
Madi moved to the opposite side as Rob opened the door and Jake scooted inside. As soon as the door closed, she launched herself across the seat, into his waiting arms, and kissed him without warning.
She must have surprised him when her lips crashed into his teeth and he laughed into her mouth.
“Miss me?”
Madi didn’t respond. She simply kissed his cheeks and every inch of his face. She heard a buzzing noise as Jake raised the privacy screen in the limo.
“Can I assume you liked my new song?”
Madi stopped kissing him and held his face firmly in her hands, playing her fingers along his stubble. “It was amazing. I loved it. I loved it almost as much as I love you. Ang said I’m your muse.”
Jake laughed. “I never really thought about it, but yeah, you kinda are. I wonder what I’d be able to write if you were sitting on my piano while I worked?”
“It would probably be songs about oral sex and fornication. It would ruin your image.”
“Do you think that’s all I think about when you’re around? I’m actually hurt by that.”
“Oh, stop. I know you love me.”
