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How the hell Paige had managed half of the things she had tonight was beyond me. But I was so thankful to be here enjoying the experience—it was one I knew I’d never forget as Halo and Trent began to sing the classic “Christmas Song.”
I turned in Ace’s arms and smiled at his handsome face. “Dance with me?”
He drew me into his strong arms and wrapped them around me, as I clasped my hands behind his neck and hummed along with the tune.
“This is nice.”
Ace lowered his forehead to mine and closed his eyes. “It’s perfect…”
Yes, it was. But then again, there was rarely a moment that wasn’t perfect with my husband. Every day was better than the day before, and I knew this was just one more that we’d never forget.
Ace moved his lips to my ear and sang along with the two on the stage.
I grinned and pulled back. “Merry Christmas.”
Ace lowered his mouth to mine, and as I melted in his embrace, we swayed with one another to the rest of the song. I couldn’t help but feel disappointed as it came to an end.
I was about to tell Ace as much when the unmistakable sound of Viper playing the bluesy opening to “Run Rudolph Run” ripped through the air. Then Slade cut in on the drums and Killian and Jagger dove in headfirst.
Talk about waking the crowd up. In seconds, people were singing and dancing in the audience like they’d all been given a shot of adrenaline. Trent opened the song, keeping perfect pitch and time with the fast beat, and as he approached the chorus, he made his way over to Viper, who was going to town on the guitar.
The two had a kind of standoff before Viper turned his back and leaned into his ex-frontman, then he threw himself headlong into a guitar solo. It was hard to believe a Christmas song could be so kickass, but when Halo took up the second section, added this growly thing to his voice, and leaned into his mic as though it were just another appendage, I was floored.
Talk about stage presence. All six of these guys had it, and by the end of the song the crowd was beside themselves screaming out different songs they wanted to hear. Halo and Trent laughed at each other and feigned fatigue, Trent with a hand on his hip, Halo using his mic as support, then they grinned at each other and signaled Viper, who hit the guitar intro again at supersonic speed as the guys finished the night out with a final rapid-fire run through the chorus.
I hooted and hollered from our place in the wings, and Ace threw in a couple of wolf whistles as the guys waved to the crowd and thanked them all. They all began to make their way off the stage toward Ace and me, but at the last second, Viper stopped behind the mic Halo had vacated and looked out into the crowd.
“So, have you all had a good night tonight?”
When the crowd responded with a resounding Yes! he chuckled into the mic and nodded.
“I thought so. Me too. A night I’m not gonna forget anytime soon.”
As the crowd nodded, Viper looked over to where the band was now watching him with confusion, and a smile curved his lips as he continued on.
“Which is why I’m not quite done with it yet. But for the final Christmas act, I think I’m gonna need an angel.”
The response to that was immediate. Viper pointed to Halo and crooked his finger. Slade, who was standing in front of me and Ace, leaned into Jagger and whispered, “What the hell is going on?”
It seemed the only person who knew the answer to that was Viper, judging by Halo’s expression. But I guessed we’d soon find out, because his angel was now moving out to take center stage.
Nineteen
Viper
HERE GOES NOTHIN’.
“For my final Christmas act, I’m gonna need an angel.” I crooked my finger, motioning for Halo to come join me center stage, and even though I knew I was throwing off nothing but confidence, a bead of sweat trailed down my neck at what I was about to do.
To say I’d been a ball of fuckin’ nerves for days now might’ve been an understatement, but at least I’d had Trent around to blame for my mood. It had thrown everyone off the scent, especially Halo, which was why he was looking at me now with a crinkled brow and confusion in his eyes.
Oh, if he only knew. Which he would, in a matter of seconds.
Fuck if that didn’t make my palms sweat to the point of needing to wipe them on my jeans.
Why the hell had I decided right here and now was the best time to pull this off? Oh, right. Not only was Christmas Halo’s favorite holiday, but a big declaration like this told everyone who stared at him all dreamy-eyed to back the fuck off.
