Ramin and I stood backstage, waiting for his cue to go out and sing. 

His arms were wrapped firmly around my waist, and my back was against his chest. 

I could hear him quietly humming along with Sierra Boggess as she sang "Think of Me" from Phantom of the Opera. 

His expression was full of pride while he watched his "Angel of Music" perform. 

For as long as I had known them, they had always had a brother/sister relationship, and every time they were on stage together, their chemistry was undeniable. 

I looked up at Ramin and pressed a kiss to his cheek. 

"She's amazing," I smiled. "I've always wanted to have a voice like hers."

"I'm sure she'd be happy to give you some lessons," he replied. "I know you're like a sister to her."

I was touched that she thought of me in such a way, and I felt my eyes getting a bit teary. 

"I wouldn't want to waste her time," I said. "She already has a lot on her plate."

"You wouldn't be wasting her time," he shook his head. "Like I said, Sierra cares about you, and she knows how much you want to sing."

Ramin's face was reassuring, and I eventually gave in. 

"Alright. I'll ask her."

He smirked and kissed the side of my head, brushing my hair back with his free hand.