"Yeah, baby." Ice and Lucas high five.
"You will have both the bus and one of the company jets available. Now, our recording studio is always open, call William and he will explain everything to you." I say looking at the clock. “Well, I'll set you free. Thanks for coming and welcome to the SMD family!"
"Thanks to you, Angel." says Faith leaving the meeting room.
Chapter6
Matthew
The conference was tougher than I imagined. I wanted to tell that journalist everything I have inside my heart but then I held back because I would make her escape. Being sitting next to her and not being able to take her hand was another blow to have to swallow.
The boys leave the meeting room and I get up and stand next to her.
"Hey, baby," I whisper to her and she smiles.
"Tonight we leave for New York, we will be there tomorrow. Come with me ..." she says trying to open the door, but I block it with one hand. Angel turns to look at me and I lean her against the door trapping her in my arms. I kiss her passionately, as I wanted to do this morning when I woke up.
"What are you going to do in New York that you can't escape from our room?"
"I'll come up with something," she says smiling, pulling my tie, kissing me.
We leave the room and continue along the corridor until we reach an atelier.
"Hi, Angel, I saw your dress and it's amazing. Will he be the one to accompany you?"
"Hi Anthony, I'm glad you like it, Kate made a great choice. Yes. He is Matthew, and he will be my date."
"Hi, nice to meet you. Take off your jacket and get up here please. I have to take your measurements."
I do as he says and after half an hour of torture he hands me a black smocking.
"Here you go, treat this Armani as gently as you will her."
"Be sure," I answer while he winks at me.
"Well, I'll take this," she says, taking my smocking. "I have to go back to work and you do what you usually do. See you at eight at my place."
"Okay, love. I will miss you." I say kissing her hand as I leave.
Two nights with her, tomorrow we will be the center of attention.
I join the boys in the hall and look up and see her smile at me. My heart goes crazy, it risks coming out of my chest.
We go back home and I hide in my studio room. After a couple of hours, the boys leave one by one as Gabe answers to his phone, and I'm left alone. I touch the keys of the piano remembering our moment at her place, so unique and precious. Playing and singing my song together still makes me feel butterflies in my stomach.
I love her, and I can't confess it to her because she will freak out.
I start playing some notes on the piano, and I turn on the recorder, the words come out of my mouth so easily.
I keep humming while I pack, we'll be away for two nights or maybe the whole weekend. And just at the thought of having her just for me I feel as excited as a child.
I close everything and get in the car. As usual, LA traffic slows me down, but after half an hour I'm already in the underground parking lot.
"Good evening, Chris. How are you?"
"Good evening, Matthew, I'm fine, and you?"
"Not bad. Can I go up?" I ask him and he smiles, nodding at me.
