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to our hearts. Let’s make this a sing-along.” The crowd was wild with anticipation of the song, On The Road Again. When the music started the crowd was on its feet, singing. When finished, the four entertainers bowed and walked offstage.
    The applause finally died out, and in the still-dark showroom, the staff began to deliver the bills for extra beverages ordered. The captain handed Jillian a slip of paper. She stopped him. “We didn’t order any extra drinks. We shouldn’t have a bill.” He just nodded and walked away. The girls didn’t notice the note. The note read, “Please join me backstage.” She looked up and realized that she was smiling.
    The house lights came up, and everyone started gathering their personal items.
    Jillian said to Emma, “Wait for me. I’ll be with you in just a sec. I have to see what he wants.” The girls saw the captain motion for Jillian. They shrugged, then started talking to their tablemates. Then they decided to wait for Jillian in the lobby.
    The captain escorted Jillian through a couple of doors and showed her to a small room with a sofa and a couple of chairs. Motioning to the corner of the room, the captain said, “Please, help yourself to the food and there are also drinks in the fridge.” She wondered why she was here.
    Seconds after the captain left, the door opened and in walked Robert John Montgomery. Jillian thought: You’re not Pierce Layton!
    All of the pictures she’d seen of this country star didn’t do him justice. He took her breath away for a second. He was gorgeous. He motioned to the sofa. “Shall we sit?” She nodded and sat down at the opposite end. Her legs felt so rubbery that if she didn’t sit, she might fall.
    “Did you enjoy the show? Thanks for coming.” He stretched his legs and made himself comfortable. Even though seated at the opposite end of the sofa, she could smell his cologne.
    “How could I not?”
    He put out his hand out. “I’m Robert John Montgomery, RJ, as my friends call me, and you are?”
    Jillian shook hands with him, embarrassed that her palms were sweaty. His hands were soft, not as she expected. But what was it she’d expected? She asked herself. She stammered, “I’m, Jillian James. Nice to meet you.”
    “Are you from Seattle?”
    “ No. I really enjoyed your…the show.”
    “ Thanks, I really enjoy my job.”
    Jillian smiled thinking, so do I.
    He reached out and briefly touched her arm, “Would you like something to drink? I’m really dry. Something?” He asked, holding a small green bottle of water and motioning it towards her. She shook her head no. He opened the bottle and took a long drink. Taking a deep breath, Jillian shivered, yet knew she wasn’t cold.
    “No thanks. My friends are waiting for me in the lobby. I really can’t stay.”
    “Oh, you could send them away and go back later.”
    “I can’t.”
    “If you have to go, uh… may I see you again?”
    “I’m not from here.”
    “Neither am I.”
    “May I have your phone number, so I could call sometime?”
    “Sure, let’s see….” Jillian reached into her purse, pulled out one of her business cards, and handed it to him. He read her card, paused then stammered, “You’re a doctor?”
    “Yes, I am. I really have to be going. My friends will be wondering what’s happened to me.”
    He seemed disappointed that Jillian wasn’t one of his star-struck groupie fans that gladly would’ve spent the rest of the evening with him. As Jillian started towards the door, he touched her arm.
    “Thanks for taking time to see me, I’ll call you.”
    His touch was gentle and she was close enough to smell his cologne. She felt as if she could cave in at any instant. She took a deep breath, so as to remember the scent forever. He leaned over and kissed her cheek, a brief tender kiss, one that’d last in Jillian’s heart.
    She opened the door and started out. The captain was standing a few feet from the door, motioning towards the