All too soon the song was over. John took his bows and hugged me. “That was awesome!” he shouted into my ear.
I squeezed him. “Thank you for letting me sing with you,” I said back. I looked over John’s shoulder to see Cas watching us. I thought for a moment, I saw a flash of anger and jealousy, but I couldn’t be sure. He needn’t have worried. John wasn’t the one I wanted. I smiled at him over the taller man’s shoulder.
Thank you, I mouthed to him.
He grinned and pursed his lips as if blowing me a kiss. And just like that, the show was over.
The same security guys that had helped me up onto the stage, helped me jump down. They led me backstage where the band was. The boys were signing autographs and posing for pictures. I clutched at the single long-stemmed rose I carried as I watched
