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"You're going to love it over there," he said.
"Thank you. Thank you for helping us out."
The band had come back onto the stage, and the music and crowd grew even louder than before. I glanced at the stage and then I smiled at Beau.
"It was good seeing you," I said, waving and turning to leave.
"Good seeing you, too," he agreed, waving back at me.
Chapter 5
The first thing I thought about as I walked away from Beau Cameron at the Marble Inn was that he said he was scared of me. He seemed oddly sincere when he said that, and I couldn't help but speculate about what aspect of me scared him. I reminded myself that he was basically a stranger and I had randomly asked him to pretend to be my boyfriend. That could have been what scared him. I smiled at the thought. Sometimes, when I was around new people, I got nervous and talked too much. Beau was also really handsome, and I had been distracted and caught off guard by seeing him. I was sorry that I had sprung that idea on him.
I went back to my friends in the front, and they caught me up on a story about how there had almost been a fight while I was away. My friend, Jade, asked me what had taken so long, and I told her that I talked to a few people I knew. I added that I had been dating a guy lately and he might drop by the show if he could. I knew Beau probably wouldn't show up, but I warned her, anyway. She asked me his name, and I told her it was Beau since I figured it would be best to stick with the truth. He and I hadn't talked about using an alias, so I said his real name.
I wasn't that close with this group of friends, anyway, so Jade didn't care much. She had her own stuff going on with trying to impress our other friend, Bennett. Jade just smiled and told me how cool it was that a guy might come for me.
I was there to watch the concert, and I quickly dropped the conversation and turned my attention to the stage. Sam Wells was an insane guitar player, and the first two songs he played after the set break were two of my favorites. I danced my heart out. The floor near the stage was packed with people and I got lost in the music. We were all facing Sam and watching him, but everyone was moving. The whole place was pulsing and swaying with the beat. Sam and his band were electrifying. I loved every song. I couldn’t believe they were still playing venues this small.
"The sound guy needs to turn down the bass!"
I heard a guy's voice close to my ear, and I pulled back and turned.
Cameron.
He had made his way near me again even though there had been several people between us a minute ago. He stepped closer to talk to me, and I took a step away in spite of it being so crowded. Everyone was so close that he basically had to touch me to stand next to me. He leaned in again. "Don't you think?"
"Think what?"
"That the bass is too loud."
"I don't work here anymore," I said with an innocent shrug. I stepped away again—a few inches further. "But you can go talk to the sound guy," I added, smiling and trying to be friendly.
I loved this song, and I did not want to talk to Cameron. I wanted to dance innocently as I watched Sam. But I couldn’t watch or dance, could I? Because now he was standing next to me, so close that I would bump into him when I moved. I smiled at him as I took another step to the side, avoiding him.
Just then, I felt someone's hand touch my right arm, near my elbow. Cameron was on my left, so I whipped my head around to the right, wondering who I'd find there.
It was Beau, and I went to him instantly, hugging him like he had just gotten to the venue and I was surprised to see him. I put my arms around his neck.
"Thank you," I said to him. I pulled back to look at his expression and I found that he was smiling coolly at me. The music was loud, and it was one of my favorite Sam Wells songs. I felt relieved and thankful and I got carried away in the moment.
The next thing I knew, I popped up and placed my lips on his. I kissed Beau Cameron on the mouth. It was fast, but it was nice, and we broke apart with both of us smiling a conspiratorial smile at each other. He was gut-wrenchingly handsome, and I was thankful he went along with what I had just done and didn't leave me hanging.
"Thank you," I mouthed the words to Beau since Cameron was at my back, no doubt looking at us. I leaned in and got on my toes to speak near his ear. "This is one of my favorite songs," I said.
"Mine too," he said. "Parked Cars is all really good," he added, referring to the album it was on.
I moved to stand in front of Beau and I swayed in place in front of him, letting his proximity fend off anyone else. It was really one of my favorite songs, and I took advantage of the safe feeling, and let go, moving to the beat and feeling free for the first time all night.
I loved having a fake boyfriend. It was a freeing feeling, and I was going to take full advantage of it, even if it only lasted for one song. I stood close enough to Beau that our bodies brushed some, but I was completely comfortable and unthreatened by him. I was thankful he was easygoing enough to go along with this. I thought it might seal the deal with Cameron, and it seemed it had. He slowly moved back to his other spot.
We listened to the rest of that song and then one more. It was another one I really liked, and I swayed and mouthed the words as Sam sang. Jade came up next to Beau and asked him something. It was loud in there, and there was no way I could hear them, but I was curious about what she was saying. He smiled and said something back to her.
He pulled me closer after they spoke, and I understood that some type of physical display was called-for between us. I smiled and held onto him, and we adjusted with his arm over my shoulder. The music played, and I swayed to the beat as I moved into Beau's arms. I leaned into him and I could smell him. He smelled like cologne, but it was nice and natural smelling—clean and masculine. I had a nice feeling around Beau in general. I was comfortable and peaceful next to him.
The music was too loud and all-consuming for us to have a long conversation with Jade, but she was curious about Beau. I wasn't close enough friends with Jade to feel the need to confide in her and tell her this was all a ruse. In fact, I thought my life would be better if all of my acquaintances thought I was seeing someone.
The idea of it made me lean into Beau. He didn't move away. He held onto me, moving just enough to let me know he knew the song and had rhythm. Eventually, he dropped his hand from my back, but I stayed close to him. Beau was a solid protective wall behind me, and I relaxed and felt the music.
