Four. (A Little Closer)

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Author's Note: Things are about to get a little racy. More to come soon! (No pun intended.)

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The way that dress fall off you is amazing
Love, a miracle, a beautiful creation
Baby, come a little closer let me taste it
You came a little closer, now you're shaking

From the back of the brightly lit auditorium, he watches her step up to the podium, a room full of people away from him; two days ago, it was an impenetrable border.

She makes a breathtaking picture with her ebony hair in artfully tousled curls, whispering across her bare shoulders, caressing the line of her jaw. Across the room, he can tell in detail what her appropriately inappropriate black dress looks like. It hugs her every curve like a well-fitting glove, ending just above her knees, the neckline generously low, cut straight, the valley between her breasts visible enough to tantalize him from a distance. He remembers the span of her waist by measure of his hand and feels his palms warm at the thought.

"To our guests, coaches, instructors and young musicians, a very warm welcome

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"To our guests, coaches, instructors and young musicians, a very warm welcome. My name is Yoon Se-ri, and it's my privilege and pleasure on behalf of Queen's Group to welcome you here today. We are delighted to have you with us to participate and share in our Second Annual Talented Youths Program. Thank you for coming." The crowd applauds, and she looks down to where her hands are folded at the base of the microphone, a beautiful smile playing against her lips.

Just this morning, he'd pressed a kiss to the smooth curve of her cheek as she blinked her eyes open at him, those lips plumped with sleep. He'd come bearing coffee, and she rewarded him with a lazy, glorious smile that vanished when her hangover headache made her wince.

"That many of you have traveled long distances to be here serves as a reminder to us all just how important our work is. Music is not a luxury for the affluent. It's a basic need, a right to expression. Each and every one of you has the potential to become a voice in the years to come that shapes the hearts and minds of future generations. Music is one of the ways we make sense of our lives, one of the ways in which we express feelings when we have no words, a way for us to understand things with our hearts when we can't with our minds. Years ago, I was in these very mountains when music saved my life," she pauses to an enthralled audience, and she's utterly regal, her words measured and confident yet heartfelt, her smile contained and kind. He feels a rush of emotion that makes his chest clench.

"We all have a story about that piece or that song that changed everything, and it's because of that in the best of times and in the worst of times, music matters. It changes lives. We're all here for the next couple of weeks to help you become better musicians that make a difference in the world. Prepare yourself to be challenged, excited and inspired." More applause, and her smile grows a little wider. "And before I handover to Niels Hoffman, our program director, who will outline the events of the coming weeks, I want to say once more on behalf of Queen's Group organizing committee, welcome. It's wonderful to see so many of you here."

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