I sat and watched Ramin as he put on his military jacket and got ready for his performance in Anastasia. 

He was obviously ready to go, and I was getting more excited with each passing moment. 

My energy must have been radiating off of me like crazy because he glanced over his shoulder and looked at me with a smile. 

"Excited, are we?" he asked.

"Maybe," I shrugged, trying to be nonchalant. "I can neither confirm nor deny."

Ramin raised an eyebrow. 

"You're practically shaking with excitement."

I curled myself into a ball and muttered, "No, I'm not."

He laughed. 

"Whatever you say, my Angel."

I ignored his comment and opened my arms up, inviting him in for a hug. 

He came over and embraced me tightly, holding me close to him. 

"Go get 'em, my Phantom."

"You got it." 

He then pressed a kiss to my forehead and ran out the door in a hurry.