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                “I've always wanted to be front row,” Tara said with a shrug.
                “Great, can I get you ladies anything to drink? I was just getting water for myself,” Grayson said as he started to lead them through the throng of people.
                “Water's fine,” Skylar said. It was refreshing to find someone that didn't feel the need to drink simply because they were in a social setting, but it was far too crowded for her to tell him as much. Hopefully she would get a chance to later.
                After he had gotten a few bottles of water and handed them out he led them over to the stage and introduced them to his bandmates. Tara immediately struck up a conversation with the drummer but Skylar stayed close to Grayson. Grayson, for his part, seemed content to ignore the crowd around them and to focus completely on introducing Skylar to his world.
                Their music, when it was their turn to play, was heavier than Skylar was used to but was not unpleasant. There were hints of techno mixed in with lyrics that, to her, were soulful and strange. She couldn't quite catch all of them because of the sheer volume and level of noise pollution but her mind was already racing ahead to her potential future with this man. She'd never have to ask about his lyrics because he would write all of his songs with her, or would sing them for her before playing them for anyone else. She would tell him about how it made her feel and he would say that that was exactly what he intended, and his kisses...
                She was pulled from her daydreams back to reality by the last lingering note of his song before the drummer clashed the snare abruptly and the crowd's roars of approval drowned out all else. He smiled and waved at them all but it was on her that his eyes lingered and she couldn't help but blush.
                When the crowd of people wanting to talk to him converged he moved to pull Skylar up against him and held up a quieting hand. “Please, I promised this beautiful creature I would talk with her after the show. If you want autographs or CDs then visit our website and I will get to all of your requests, I promise!”
                He ignored their protests to pull Skylar up with him to the upstairs patio and moved swiftly into the VIP section. A couple of burly security guards watched them go by but did not move from their post. Some of the following group complained bitterly but went back downstairs.
                “That was a bit crazy, wasn't it?” Grayson asked with a grin.
                “We lost Tara,” Skylar said as she pulled out her phone to text her friend and let her know where she was.
                “Don't worry, I'll let them know to let her in up here if you like. Would you like some more water?”
                Skylar didn't answer as she was reading Tara's text back. “She says she got a bit noised out with all of the crowd and wants to know if I'm okay with her waiting for me across the street.”
                “Sounds like she's pretty protective.”
                She looked up at him self-consciously and gave a nervous laugh. “Yeah, well, it's not like she has anything to worry about,” she said. She didn't want him to think that she needed a babysitter, after all.
                “No, I understand. It's good to have a good friend. I'd like to get to know you a bit better, if that's all right, but I'll feel better if there's someone waiting for you to take you home if it starts getting late.” He flashed another smile. “Besides, it keeps me honest. I could talk with new people all night if left to my own devices, but if I know you have someone waiting on you I'm more apt to think about how late it's getting.” His smile turned shy. “It just seems like you're the kind of person I could forget the time