Chapter 78: NO ENTRY

When the set finally ended, I felt disappointed. Even the encore hadn't satisfied my, or the crowd's, thirst for the talent on stage. The lights came on, and sadness filled the air. The atmosphere switched from one thick with the pheromones expelled by the crowds, to one of resignation that the high was over.

My heart empathized with that of the crowd, and I considered myself fortunate I only had a short time to wait to be with Flynn. The fans leaving would have to wait another year for a glimpse of the man I was lucky enough to call mine.

Simone helped me pack away my equipment and, after a few minutes, we made our way back to our men. We passed the pit where the technicians were tearing their set down, and only got about twenty feet further before we were stopped in our tracks by security.

"Sorry, ladies, no wives or girlfriends for an hour after they've come off stage."