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Then on belting out the chorus. The one I've heard a million times.
Emma sings with me.
And everything is normal.
All the way through the end of the song.
The singer smiles. "We've got a few more. You guys excited to hear Dangerous Noise?"
The crowd cheers.
Emma too.
"We've had a blast this tour. We want to thank them for inviting us. And to thank all of you for showing up tonight." He turns back to his band and shoots them a thumbs up.
Then the bassline is kicking in.
And the drums are pounding.
A guitar riff fills the air.
Then this low roar of a verse.
Emma turns back to Brendon. "Are you sticking around?"
"How else can I ruin your good time," he teases.
"Oh." Her eyes light up. "We're on the list. Why are we here. We could be backstage."
"Because here is fun?" I offer.
"And backstage isn't?" She motions to the hall where we came in. "Only a few songs left. Now is our chance."
He looks to me for permission.
I nod. This will be fun. And it won't advance Emma's suspicion. I think.
He nods back. "Follow me."
Emma steps forward. "No, follow me."
She cuts through the crowd expertly. I follow just as swiftly. We've got a lot of experience weaving through crowded venues.
The lighting dims as we step into the hallway. There's a security guy guarding a door at the other end of the hall. The one opposite where we came in. He has an earpiece and a clipboard. Athis is the listkind of clipboard.
Emma squeals. "Oh my God, this is… oh my God. They're all so hot. I can't even. What am I going to say?"
"Fuck me please." I laugh.
"No, they're all taken." She pouts. "What would possess a smoking hot rock god to settle down?"
"The right woman," Brendon offers.
That shakes her out of her starstruck daze. She turns back to Brendon. Examines his expression. "You have a secret girlfriend I should know about?"
He shoots her areallylook.
She returns it.
