7
Almost everyone had abandoned the theater by the time Preston and Trihn rounded the corner to the backstage entrance.
“What are we doing?” she asked.
He flashed her a toothy grin before pulling out two backstage Press passes.
Her eyes widened. “Where did you get those?”
“Work.” He shrugged his shoulders, as if using Press passes to get them backstage was totally normal.
“I don’t think you’re supposed to use them for this,” she whispered as they approached the door.
“Live a little with me.”
She had no other choice. They were going to the backstage area of The Metropolitan Opera House, a stage she dreamed of performing on. She was excited and decided she didn’t care how he was about to use Press passes. She wanted to go backstage…and she wanted Preston to keep his promise to finish
