“Great show, J,” Karson purrs with a wink, and I roll my eyes. I know my guy only has eyes for me.
He mutters a rough, “Thanks,” before his lips are back to mine.
A different group has the stage and they sound terrible. I may be biased to my guys, but whatever. “I gotta get back to my seat. I’m so damn proud of you.”
“I love you, Fancy.”
“I love you, Jameson Lewis.” I spin on my heels before I give into desire and pull him behind the drama club props.
“Hey, Peyton?”
I turn back in his direction. “Yeah?”
“You think anyone has ever died from loving someone too much?”
I laugh and tuck his question away for later. Back in my seat between my Nana and Ruby Jane, I wait eagerly for the winners to be announced.
The final band finishes their set and once they have cleared the stage the announcer walks out to give us the news we are waiting for.
You’re so pretty
You’re so smart
What a shame you have no heart
You bring grown men to their knees
I’ve been down on mine for weeks
You haven’t a clue
But
You’re so pretty
You’re so smart
Beautiful woman you have no
Heart
Queen of ice just one more slice
To my soul
Put me out of my misery
I hear your voice drawing near
I even hear it in my sleep
Oh the things you do to me
You’re so pretty
You’re so smart
You have complete control over me