Если я останусь
9:06 P.M.
SuddenlyIthinkofourfirstkissaftertheYo-YoMaconcert,howIdidn’tknowhowbadlyI’dwantedhislipsonmineuntilthekisswasimminent.Ididn’trealizejusthowmuchIwascravinghistouch,untilnowthatIcanalmostfeelitonme.
Almost.Butsuddenlyhe’smovingawayfromme.Twoguardshavehimbytheshouldersandhaveyankedhimback.OneofthesameguardsgrabsKim’selbowandleadsherout.She’slimpnow,offeringnoresistance.
Brooke’sstillsinginginthehallway.WhensheseesAdam,shestops."Sorry,honey,"shesays."IgottajetbeforeImissmyshow.Orgetarrested."Andthenshe’soffdownthehall,trailedbyacoupleoforderliesbeggingforherautograph.
"Callthepolice,"theoldnurseyells."Havehimarrested."
"We’retakinghimdowntosecurity.That’sprotocol,"oneguardsays.
"Notuptoustoarrest,"theotheradds.
"Justgethimoffmyward."Sheharrumphsandturnsaround."MissRamirez,thathadbetternothavebeenyouabettingthesehoodlums."
"Ofcoursenot.Iwasinthesupplycloset.Imissedallthehubbub,"shereplies.She’ssuchagoodliarthatherfacegivesnothingaway.
Theoldnurseclapsherhands."Okay.Show’sover.Backtowork."
IchaseafterAdamandKim,whoarebeingledintotheelevators.Ijumpinwiththem.Kimlooksdazed,likesomeoneflippedherresetbuttonandshe’sstillbootingup.Adam’slipsaresetinagrimline.Ican’ttellifhe’sabouttocryorabouttopunchtheguard.Forhissake,Ihopeit’stheformer.
