9. Dream come true

Daryl and I leave the restaurant holding hands again. He opens the car door for me like a gentleman. I can not help staring into those green eyes of his. There was something about him. Something that kept drawing me in.

"I normally don't do this shit," Daryl said while driving down the road.

"Do what?"

"Get involved with girls that have boyfriends. It goes against my code of ethics," he says softly.

"We're not involved Daryl," I corrected him.

"You know that ain't true. Something is going on between us. I am not the asshole you think. I have my reasons for being the way I am,"he said simply.

"You wanna talk about it?"

He looks at me for a minute. I see pain in his soft green eyes and I want nothing more than to take it away.

"I haven't had a girlfriend since my fiancée Caroline left me. She had a miscarriage late-term. That was my baby girl," he says his voice almost breaking up.

"I am so sorry," I said not knowing what to make off this statement. Poor guy. Lost his fiancée and baby.

"I tried to make it work with her. But every time she look at me, she see the baby. I wanted to try again. She didn't. We kept growing further apart. And I found out she started cheating on me. That broke my heart. She left. I said I was done with women. Then you came into the picture. I don't know what I am gonna do now."

"Daryl, I still have a boyfriend," I said regretfully.

"What is Kurt Cobain like?"

"Kurt Cobain?" I asked confused.

"Your boyfriend. I figured he was a lead singer in a band," Daryl says driving past my work.

"Philip is far from Kurt Cobain. He is a single dad who works at a regular job. He is not in a band. Hey, you drove past my work," I said confused.

"I know. I called the store manager at your work. I told him you were taking the rest of the day off," Daryl grinned.

"You told Larry that?"

"Yeah, I know the store owner so it ain't big deal. They are going to give you a vacation day," he said grabbing my hand. I could see excitement in his eyes. What was he up to? I hope he did not go to all this trouble to take me to his hotel. That was not going to happen.

"What are we going to do then?"

"I am going to take you to the studio,so I can hear you sing. If your voice sounds as pretty as you are then we will get you on contract," he promises.

"You mean I might have my own cd," I beamed.

"Not only your own cd. You'll get to go on tour. Your pictures will everywhere. I can see you being the next big thing," he grins.

After almost three years I could not believe this was happening so fast. I could not explain how happy I was. Still, Philip was in the back of my mind. Between the two of us working we barely saw each other as is. What would it be like if I went on tour? Could he support that? I didn't think he would.

Still I would not give up my dream for anyone. Philip knew this was what I wanted from day one. If I got the contract I would go.