Dakota’s P.O.V.
It’s been a good night. Everyone looked like they enjoyed the show. You still have your drunk hecklers yelling out song requests, but I’ve learned to ignore most of them. I noticed a guy talking to Shea, so I tried to watch her as best as I could while I played. I wasn’t trying to be overprotective, but she needed no more bullshit right now. She had danced with the same guy a few times, and it looked as if she was having fun, so I relaxed.
I finished up my set and started packing up my equipment. Carrie came up and gave me a hand carrying everything out to the truck. We put everything inside. Before we went back inside, I grabbed her waist, pulling her body against mine. I pressed my lips to hers, causing her to moan into the kiss. Her hands snaked around my neck, pulling
