Tempted.

2- My Heart.

As she stood there, a blanket of quiet fell upon the room; everyone staring in awe at the magnificent woman in the stage, who had now made it to the piano, sitting comfortably. Confidence was evident on her face, it was clear that she knew what she was doing, like preforming had become a part of her daily routine. The mysterious girl took a cool, calm breath, and started to play; her fingers danced along the keys with ease like it was a part of her, never faulting or doubting her next move, note after note of perfection. She had me captivated, I couldn't have left even if I wanted to. When she stared singing it was like the angels themselves had graced us with their presence, a heavenly hum of notes echoing around the room. I ditched the bar hand headed straight for the front of the stage, although this task was nearly impossible because of the amount of people here; I made it. Maybe I had to use my elbows a few times but I don't care. I had to get close to this woman and nothing could stop me. When I seen her up close the hairs on my arms stood up on end, I looked into her mahogany eyes and she looked into mine, for a moment time stopped. I need to take her home tonight, there's no doubt about it. As the song ended, The blanket lifted. Cheers and claps dominating the music from the speakers. My eyes followed the woman until the curtain made it no longer possible. Se headed into the VIP section away from the eyes of the public. So, of course, I did what anyone in my situation would do; I followed her. I got to the red velvet rope (Typical...) only to be stopped by a tank of a man who eats bricks for breakfast rather than cereal. "ID, Please." He demanded. I handed him my ID, he glanced briefly at it before handing it back. "You're not on the list, sorry." Damn it..."Shes with me" Someone shouted from the room. Who though?...