Introduction
“I’ve never had someone in the audience before.”
“Your family?”
“No.” Juliet shook her head. “They’re busy, busy… You know how it is?”
“I don’t.”
“I’m sorry.” Gosh, how insensitive when his parents were dead, but he smiled at her sudden anguish.
“I meant, growing up… My parents were always front row, much to my horror at times,” he elaborated. “My mother liked to make an entrance, then she’d applaud just for me and blow kisses… Thankfully we went to boarding school in Milan or she’d have been embarrassing me through my teenage years too.”
He liked the soft sound of her laughter and how it trailed away, as if she understood they were greatly missed on this day… Then he reminded himself of his role and that his absence would soon be noticed. As if to confirm it, in the distance his name was called.
“I should get back.”
“And me.”
They made no move to go though.
And, despite promises to himself to behave this day, at the eleventh hour he caved. He wanted her tonight.