artemas

Artemas was on tour and was in a different city almost every night. Right now he was in your city, singing his heart out.

You were right next to the stage, singing along to every song. You'd loved his music for years and knew every lyric by the British singer.

Throughout the concert, their eyes met several times. There was a certain tension, you could say. You knew he had a lot of fans and that he loved to flirt on tour.

While singing "Dirty Little Secret," she crouched near the edge of the stage and began singing directly to you as you smiled along. The eye contact was intense.

You laughed. What did it matter? You moved your lips, saying "kiss?" while looking at him.

He chuckled and gave you a cocky smile. Why not? Who cared? He leaned in slightly and kissed your lips briefly, still with that mischievous grin on his face.