THIS: The live band began to play Richard Marx' Right Here Waiting. If it had just been that, it would have been okay. But JC sang softly to me. I hadn't heard him sing in so long, I felt many things at once. I don't know if he knew, since my face was against his shoulder the entire time, but I cried. His voice could still break me into millions of pieces. I was feeling the words he was singing and I knew he could, too.

First Richard freakin Marx YES! And JC singing along?? Double yes!

Aww! This is so romantic! I hope I find a guy like JC out there..or a twin..LOL but who knows, maybe we would find eachother someday.. *happy sigh*

*reads next chapter*