Strolling down halls of the hotel I found there was actually a Starbucks inside the hotel itself. Maybe it's just because I'm in a fabulous hotel in New York, but it has the best grande non-fat mocha I have ever tasted, and on top of that the barista wasn't too bad on the eyes.

I continued to walk until I heard the sound of a piano, only this time it was accompanied with a voice. I changed directions and headed towards it, walking down steps and into a small lounge area equipped with a small bar that served small plates of desserts. The room had a warm and friendly feeling to it. There were chairs and couches around the room with small tables accompanying them. About 5 other people were in the room relaxing.

Then, sitting at a piano on a small stage was the most attractive man I have ever seen; he put the barista to shame. He was currently in the middle of song, singing into a mic placed on top of the piano, he looked out to the crowd. Taking in the few people that were there his before his eyes landed on me.

My heart stopped.

Our eyes were locked onto each other's and they stayed there until the end of the song. He shuffled back on the piano bench a bit "It's time for a little break, I'll be back in a few so don't go anywhere." He laughed and got up from his place at the piano and walked over to the bar ordering a drink. His voice had been so beautiful.

'Well I can tell Rachel she was way off about him.' I thought to myself. I was about to go up to him when of course who should call me, Rachel. With a frustrated sigh I walked out of the room and answered my phone. "What is it Rachel?"

"Where are you? Me and Mercedes just got back to the room and were surprised to find you weren't here." I rolled my eyes.

"I told you guys I was going to explore the hotel." I paced back and forth in front of the door to the lounge. I desperately wanted to go back in and see if I could get a chance to talk to him, but I doubted that would be happening tonight.

"Well get back up here! We have something to show you!" In the background I heard Mercedes say something in agreement. Sighing, I told them I would be right there and hung up.

"Maybe tomorrow." I told myself as I looked at the entryway of the lounge before going back up to the room.

"Okay, what was so important that I had to come back to the room?" I closed the door behind me and spotted the two of them out on the balcony huddled over the table talking excitedly. Rachel looked up and ran towards me.

"Kurt!" She squealed grabbing me and pulling me out to the balcony. "You will never guess what happened while we were out!" I rolled my eyes as I stepped outside.

"Tell me, Rachel, what happened while you two were gallivanting around." She sat me down on one of the chairs and pulled out a purse, which was completely hideous. I've tried to throw it away several times but she kept digging it up, and pulled out 3 tickets.

I looked from her to the tickets to Mercedes, who looked just as giddy as Rachel, and then back at the tickets. "What are those?" Both their grins grew.

"Three tickets to a 3 pm showing of 'Chicago' on Broadway for tomorrow!" Rachel squeaked. My eyes widened in disbelief as my mouth dropped.

"Oh my god! How did you get those?" I exclaimed grabbing them from Rachel's hands. They were real and had really good seating. "Who did you sleep with to get these?" Mercedes laughed and Rachel gave me an offended look.

"No one slept with anyone to get these tickets, thank you very much!" She grabbed them back, giving me a disapproving look. "We happened to meet some people who were trying to sell their tickets because they recently found out they couldn't make it to the show." With that she tucked them back into her bag.

We continued to talk about the musical and the plans for the next day. We decided to wake up early and go down the street to this little café that the two of them found while they were out. Then we will go back to the hotel and get ready to go to the show, which will take maybe 2 or 3 hours, then head down to Broadway and have lunch before seeing the show. All of us were so excited about tomorrow we could barely contain it.

"So white boy, what did you do while we were out?" We were on the one of the beds eating chips and watching a rerun of 'What Not to Wear'.

"Not much, walked around the hotel, found a Starbucks, checked out the lounge…"

They both perked up when they heard that. "The lounge? You mean you really went to see them play?" Rachel made a disgusted face.

Rolling my eyes, I replied "You were wrong, Rachel, the guy is talented. His voice is amazing and so are his piano skills."

"Is he hot?" Of course they would ask that.

"Well, if you must know, he is. Very, actually, like stunningly handsome." I take a sip of my diet coke remembering the man and smiling. Mercedes and Rachel were both squealing and talking about what he might look like.

"Kurt, what did he look like?" They asked together.

"Dark curly hair, tan, and bright hazel eyes that when they look at you, you feel like they're seeing right through you." I ended dreamily caught up in my own memories of earlier.

"Kurt don't you dare fantasize about my future husband." Rachel's demanding voice broke me from my thoughts.

I looked at her like she was crazy. "Your future what? You don't even know the guy, you don't even know what he looks like. Honestly Rachel, I think you're starting to get a bit desperate." Seriously, you're already marrying yourself to someone you haven't met nor know anything about. This girl needs some help.

She scoffed, "All I need to know that he is talented musically. I need someone who can keep up with my own. Plus you said he was good was good looking." She took a sip of her own soda as her eyes lit up. "Do you think he's still down there? You were only there like 40 minutes ago, do you think he's still working?"

I raised an eyebrow at her. "Probably, I mean when you called me he was just about to start his break." She jumped off the bed and started to look for her shoes. Mercedes and I looked at each other with one of those 'this girl is crazy' looks.

She turned at us in disbelief. "What are you guys doing? Up, up! We need to get ourselves down there before he leaves so I can introduce myself to my future husband! This could be my soul mate! Are you guys really going to let me miss out on meeting my soul mate?" The girl that had just earlier been badmouthing lounge singers was now hurrying to get ready so she could meet one, and marry him. Unbelievable.

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