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Too beautiful, I corrected.

It was unreal.

And I'd always remember Felix because he was the one who said it.

"So," Izzy said finally, "are we doing this or what?"

"Your call, princess," Felix said, piercing me with his deep brown eyes.

Did that mean…he wanted to do this?

Was that even possible?

I cleared my throat, unable to believe it. "Maybe we should let it all blow over."

Taylor and Izzy exchanged a look.

"What?"

"Well," Taylor said, "even if we don't actively promote the relationship, it's already out there.Real or fake, thefans have decided you two are a thing."

Izzy nodded. "Couple vids from the concert are making the rounds. This went up about an hour ago."

When she clicked to another window, I gulped.

"Wow," Elliot said."You two look…"

Hayden elbowed him in the stomach before he could finish, but we all knew what it looked like.

"Is this real?" Ryker asked.

"Yep," Izzy said. "Someone just spliced all the moments together."

"I didn't know…" I said.

"Me either," Felix said, leaning forward.

My voice trailed off as a differentvideo came up. Someone, probably one of Felix's fans, had captured us—him looking at me as I played; me looking at him as he soloed on bass; us trading glances again and again throughout the show. I remembered the electric feeling whenever our eyes met, how our music seamlessly entwined, like we had a connection. I just didn't know it was soobvious.

"If we do this, what are we talking about?"

Izzy'sexcitement was palpable. "Nothing toocrazy. Just some candid pics of youand Aurora, holding hands, standing together backstage, sitting on the bus, maybe a kiss or two."

One kiss with Felix rocked my world.

Another would ruin me for anyone else.

I was sure of it.

My fingers started tapping a nervous rhythm on my thigh. I thoughtI'ddone a good job of hiding it. But a few seconds later, I felt another hand envelope mine. Warm skin, rough fingertips, a sure grip. Looking up, Felix captured my gaze.

He gave my hand a squeeze.

I instantly felt comforted.

Oh, this was bad.

"Let it go for now," he said.

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