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I looked up when the last word fell from my lips

Luke’s eyes held mine

I couldn’t speak I didn’t know if he could either

“Damn, Alexa”

“Daood or damn bad?” My voice quivered If he said bad I would pack up the guitar I ht hide in the closet, or head back to the airport That song said everything

“Damn, you have replaced that album of mine”

I let myself smile “Really? You liked it?”

“I don’t know shit about the music business, but you have to record it”

“I can’t” I shook my head

“Why not?” His brows pinched together I’d seen that irritated look on his face before

“I have a contract My label didn’t sign up for an indie sound They want the country sweetheart bit The next twenty-four songs are already chosen and paid for But you think it’s that good?”

“I think your voice and that song are fucking perfect”

I had platinuood as this compliment from Luke

“I’ure out how to record it,” I decided aloud “Thank you”

“Can I hear it again?”