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The crowd always loved when the singer dedicated their song to a special person. Waiting to see what epic tale I would sing to declare my love for her. That wasn’t exactly happening, but it was still going to be amazing.

I closed my eyes and waited for the band to start playing “I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing” by Aerosmith.

The whole room quieted as the notes began, and my voice came through the speakers.

My eyes opened, finding Mia automatically. Her face was pink, and she was shaking her head with the biggest smile I’d ever seen on her.

Of course, when I belted out the chorus, everyone in the room, including my lady, joined in. It was impossible not to sing this song whenever it was in hearing range.

And, though this was for fun and laughs, I sang the words and meant every single one of them. I didn’t want to be away from her. None of the sweetest dreams I’d ever had were better than her. I didn’t want to miss any kiss or smile from her. I wanted her.

I wasn’t serenading her of being completely in love yet, because I was only falling.

I was falling for Mia. I wanted to be with her. The six weeks were never gonna be enough. I’d known that from the beginning, as soon as I saw her, but I had been ignoring all those little inner voices telling me I would want her for much longer.

So, I let it all out in the song. I looked her in the eyes and sang my heart out to the girl I was falling over my ass for. Despite my thinking that love was complicated, it didn’t feel that way with her.

It could be simple, I thought,loving Mia.

She sang with me, like we were both feeling this powerful moment together.

When the song was over, everyone was cheering, taking my attention away from my girl. In the few seconds I looked away, she was gone when my gaze returned. Something hit my body, taking me down to the stage, and began raining kisses all over my face.

Mia’s smile broke into my vision, and my arms wrapped around hers, deepening her rainfall of love on me.

The crowd cheered for me to sing again, but I’d had enough for tonight. It was time to take Mia somewhere for a private encore.