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you. You are
the most beautiful muse there ever could be. Your button nose, pretty lips, and
shiny hazel eyes.” His deep voice was becoming softer as he began to whisper to
her repeating some of the lyrics that she had just heard on stage, while
looking deeply into her eyes.
    She couldn’t even believe what she
was hearing, but all she knew is that the butterflies in her stomach were gone.
She felt at home, she felt like she had been in his arms her entire life, or
that her life hadn’t even started until just then.
    “Logan.” She breathed his name,
trying to say something but the words wouldn’t come.
    “This painting is you, my final
song was you, you have been my every thought since we met. I can’t sleep, I
can’t focus, I can’t do anything but think about you.” Logan whispered to her,
his face coming even closer to hers.
    “Caroline…” Logan exhaled her name
and then leaned forward.
    His forehead first met with hers,
as they looked down at each other’s lips. Their breath was hot and slightly
ragged as his arms tightened around her. Her hands were on his chest, trying to
keep some barrier between them but her defenses were quickly melting away. With
that, he moved slightly and she felt his lips brush against hers. It wasn’t a
kiss, just a brush but the sensation was like lightning attacking her entire
body and raising her pulse.
    “Caroline,” he said, trying to
continue what he was saying, “I’ve never felt this way before. Tell me you feel
this.” He was almost begging but somehow commanding at the same time. His lips
brushed hers again, her eyes were closed and her body was limp against his.
    “Yes,” was all she was able to
utter as she leaned further towards him, willing his lips to finally meet hers.
It was like she was on fire and only his lips could cool her flame. But he
didn’t move closer, he pulled slightly further away.
    “Caroline, I have to tell you-“
Logan said, still holding her but looking deeply into her eyes. He looked
worried for a moment, a look that she had never seen on him before. It grounded
her and brought her out of her hazy moment with him.
    “What?” She asked him, pulling
slightly back so his arms dropped to her hips instead of around her back. However,
just as she was pulling back, a high pitched woman’s voice came from the other
side of the curtain.
    “LOGAN!” The shrill voice
screeched.
    Logan jumped back from Caroline,
letting go of her completely. The moment he let go felt like someone was
ripping a bandage off of her, it was literally like a physical pain to not have
his arms around her. He turned and walked towards the part in the curtains just
as a tall woman with black hair tied firmly into a bun marched into the room.
    Her face was pulled tight with
irritation and her frail frame was held together by a tightly wrapped dress and
way too high heels. Her eyes were green, which was probably the most appealing
part of her because it drew you in and helped you look past the snarl that
seemed like it permanently belonged on her lips.
    “Logan, you are late. You need to
be finishing sound check for tomorrow’s show. Then you need to rest so you will
be able to perform!” she walked straight up to him and kissed him squarely on
the mouth.
    “Come on, babe. Let’s move it.” She
said. Finally, she seemed to notice Caroline standing in the back of the room
there. The mystery woman’s eyes tightened slightly as they appraised Caroline.
    “Oh, hello there. Didn’t know Logan
had company.” She turned to Logan with an angry look. “Care to explain?” she directed
at him.
    “Gina, this is Caroline. Caroline,
this is my girlfriend, Gina. Caroline was just looking at this painting. She is
considering buying it when I am done.” Logan flubbed through an explanation but
Caroline hadn’t heard anything past the word “girlfriend”. That sentence and
the moment that they had just shared did not mix, she couldn’t understand what
was going on.