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We joined the other bands backstage and waited until it was time for Team Dan to go on. Team Lissa went before us, and when Fairy Lights was saved, Ray yelled, “And America’s sweetheart continues to the next round!” Ugh, when had they started calling Lacey that? She gave a pageant wave and dashed off the stage, where she was met by an older woman with big Texas hair. Her mother, I guessed. When Team Dan was up, the show’s people arranged it so Hector and Kyle would walk out first, with Jared and me behind them. Ray’s voice echoed from onstage, preparing for our arrival. “Maddie, can we talk?” Jared whispered, his mouth close to my ear. I flushed with the memory of those lips on me. Dammit, I wanted to kiss him again. Must. Resist. “Later.” “How about coffee after the show?” “I can’t.
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