Meredith screamed along with the other women who surrounded her. She wasn't exactly sure what it was about a man playing guitar that women loved, but it was downright sexy. Never had Jagger looked more at home than he did up on stage. She really couldn't believe this was the same man who was scared to death of the curse of the skull cup. She'd heard him humming and singing to himself a few times, but she'd never known his voice was so rich. As the crowd began to surge closer towards the stage, Tyler wrapped his arms tighter around her body. No one was getting in between the two of them, no one would separate them. She put her hands over his and squeezed, showing her appreciation of the fact that he wouldn't let anyone encroach on their space.
The fact that she was even in this crowd, not
