Chapter 2
David hated the spotlight, but he sure as hell loved the applause that came afterward, the ringing in his ears when people threw everything they felt about the performance into the simple act of putting their hands together. He loved the warmth that filled the room, and not the heat that came from the flood of spotlights. It was all those bodies, crammed into one space, sitting on the edge of their seats, hanging on every note, trusting Kate and David to make them smile, or ache, or whatever emotion they felt like sharing with the audience.
Those seconds before they walked off, leaving strangers behind who’d hopefully be thinking of them when they crawled into bed with their lovers, those were why he endured the spotlight. Those made it all worth it.
Those, and the way Kate pr
