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But all roads lead back to you

Back to you

Back to you

Every road I take leads back to you

There ain’t nothin’ I wouldn’t do

To find my way back to you

Some want fortune

Some want fame

I just wanna give you my last name

Gaze up at a sky so blue

Me right next to you

Fate has a way of knowin’

Which way we’re goin’

Love has led me back to you

Back to you

Back to you

The road’s been hard, ever true

At last, I found my way back to you

The crowd explodes as he plays the last remaining chords and my heart soars, his beautiful words resonating deep within my soul. Everything we’ve been through, together or apart, has led us here.

Back to each other.

I’m on my feet, throwing my arms around his shoulders and burying my head into his neck. “I think that’s my favorite song of all time.”

“You’re my favorite song,” he whispers before kissing my forehead.

My feet are light as Linc bids his fans good-bye and thanks them again for coming out. He leads me from the stage on a content sigh. I have never felt so high or been happier than I am in this very moment.

“You killed it, dude,” Kacey says, giving him a fist bump before offering him a bottle of water.

“Thanks, Kace.”

Linc hands his guitar off to one of his crew before downing the entire bottle.

“Jack wants to move dinner to eight instead of seven. Are you cool with that?”

Linc scoffs. “Do I have a choice?”

She gives him a sympathetic smile before returning her attention back to her phone. The more time I spend with her, and the more I watch her and Linc interact, the more I like her. She takes care of him. And while there’s an unjustified hint of jealousy that I haven’t always been there to do that, it makes me feel good to know she does.

Tapping her forefinger on the bottom corner, she pushes her glasses back up her nose. “Don’t forget you have a phone interview with KWEZ at four tomorrow. I set a reminder on your phone. And that’s it,” she says, pocketing her phone. “For now anyway.”