Page 23 of All You Need Is Love

As the music faded from the room and the sound of wild applause swooped in, Marshall’s breath came heavy and strong. After their bows, he tugged her offstage and then couldn’t help wrapping her into the curve of his embrace. Hopefully the continued roar of the crowd covered the erratic beating of his heart.

When he pulled back, Shannon looked up at him. “Thank you for that.” She bit her lip and, aw man—he wanted to kiss her.

This was crazy. He’d known her what? Three days?

But before he could act on his more-than-idiotic impulse, someone dragged his arm away from Shannon—and he was staring at Quinn. “Great job, babe. I knew you were talented, but that was quite. The. Performance.” She spoke through gritted teeth.

And then she kissed him.

What? No!

Marshall placed both of his hands on Quinn’s upper arms and pulled back, staring down at her smug grin.

And as his eyes scanned the room, all he caught of Shannon was a flash of blonde hair disappearing into the hallway.

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