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    Shadow of a Day – (Chapter: Ch 8: Nice and Slow)

    I finally got to Spencer’s house, I was so nervous and anxious. I walked to her door and she opened it. She was beautiful. She had on pair of jeans on and a blue backless halter top. The top accented her eyes. I smiled and gave her a kiss.

    “So, are you ready?”

    “Yes.” Her eyes gleamed with her response.

    God, this is going to break her when I tell her. She doesn’t need to know just yet.

    I took her hand and intertwined our fingers.

    ‒­We got into the car and left to go to the first surprise of tonight.

    I parked the car and we made our way to the club. I smiled at her and she looked at me oddly.

    My lips made their way to her ear, “Don’t worry, trust me.” I whispered.

    She nodded her head and followed behind me. The guy looked at me and motioned me in. I smiled and gave him a quick thank you.

    “Would you like something to drink?”

    “Yes, can I get a coke?” She asked.

    “Yep I’ll get it. I want you to find a table, okay?”

    She nodded her head in response and made her way to the table.

    I had a waitress bring Spencer back her drink. I needed to get ready for the surprise.

    “Hey Eddie, am I ready to go on?” I smiled and asked.

    “Yea kiddo. Good luck!” He gave me hug and left.

    “Hey guys, I want you to give this next act a warm applause, this is her first live performance.” He told the audience.

    The clapping was initiated and my nervousness overwhelmingly increased. What the fuck did I get myself into? I hope this doesn’t back fire. I want to swoon Spencer, not embarrass her, or myself. Please voice, don’t disappoint me now.

    I walked onto the stage. Oh fuck here goes nothing.

    “Hey guys, I want to dedicate this song to a special someone in the crowd, she knows who she is.” Our eyes connected and my nervousness dissipated.

    I went to grab my guitar, I placed the strap on my shoulder and started to pick the first verse. My eyes connected with hers, I smiled and begun to sing.

    “Share with me the blankets that your wrapped in
    Because its cold outside cold outside its cold outside
    Share with me the secrets that you kept in
    Because its cold inside cold inside its cold inside"

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