When the music started, the girls and I made our way onto the dance floor.

Adam sang Nickelback's "Next Go Round". As he sang the words, "I wanna do it till we're both about to drop," he pointed one of his drumsticks at me.

I felt so proud that he was pointing at me. I rolled my stomach and swirled my hips as if I were stripping.

The girls squealed and made me face them. "How did you do that?" They yelled over the music.

I spent the next couple of songs trying to teach them. We laughed as Karen pretended to put her back out as she tried.

The guys played numerous songs from the different bands they had mentioned, and others I didn't know. Halfway through the second set, Hayden introduced each band member. They played a bit of a solo each. I was so proud to hear him say, "And on drums...please welcome Adam Croe...!"

The crowd went wild. I jumped up and down, clapping my hands. Some girls screamed behind me as Adam played his solo. His hands moved so fast. He did the twirling of the stick thing, drawing more screams and squeals from the same girls.

Shelly must have seen me staring at them because she came over and yelled, "That's why we come to most of the gigs. There's always some bitch who wants a piece of your guy."

Before the end of the second set, I went to the bar to get myself another drink and Adam a beer and more water. I noticed a guy who was covered in tattoos. Anxiety swept through me because I recognised him as Stan from the train. He was watching the band. I pretended I hadn't seen him in case he glanced my way.

I sat with the drinks as the band stopped playing. One of the girls who had been screaming rushed over. She put her hand on Adam's chest as he crossed the floor.

Shelly laughed. "Look out, Jasmine. Here we go."

Adam shook his head at whatever she had said and pushed her hand away. He cocked his head as an apology when he sat, leaned over and kissed me long and loving. He rested back in his chair as he took a mouthful of his water.

"Croe!"

I followed the sound of the voice and gasped. Stan stared at us. He focused on me and then yanked his head to indicate he wanted to talk to Adam.

Adam squeezed my knee under the table. "It's alright. I'll be back in a minute."

As they walked away, Stan said, "That's the chick from the train. You don't wanna let..."

Adam hauled him away.

I couldn't hear what they said, but Adam looked frustrated and annoyed. He shook his head and then ran his hand through his hair. I picked up the words, "fucking bullshit". I was determined not to let this hiccup spoil my night.

He left Stan to come back to me.

The same girl stepped in front of him. Adam had to stop abruptly. He was close enough for me to hear him say. "I'm sorry, I'm not interested. I've got a girlfriend."

She followed him with her eyes, glared at me, folded her arms across her chest, and huffed away.

Adam jerked his chair forward as he sat next to me. He didn't look happy.

"Is everything okay?"

He studied my worried face, smiled, and ran his hand down my head. "Just Stan being a pain."

"Adam, is he a friend of yours?"

"Don't worry about it, honey. He won't come near you." Adam drew me toward him, kissed me, and then got up. The rest of the guys followed him.

I searched for Stan but he had disappeared.

Shelly must have thought I was upset over the girl. She sat next to me. "It happens to Hayden all the time." She said, "I got in a fight with one once."

"You didn't?" I gasped.

She grinned. "Yep. Punching and everything."

I laughed because she didn't like the type to get into a punch-up.

At the beginning of the set, Adam smiled and then focused on what he was doing. They played some Daughtry and then more Nickelback.

When they sang "Something in your mouth" Kathy dragged me onto the dance floor. "This will suit you. Shake that booty girl!" she yelled.

I laughed at the memory of Adam using this song as his ringtone.

We went wild when Hayden's raspy voice sang, "You're rippin' up the dance floor, Hunny, you naughty woman. You shake your ass around for everyone."

I swirled my hips to the beat of the music and rolled my stomach, then looked at Adam, expecting him to smile. He frowned at me and shook his head. I'd expected him to enjoy it. I spun to face the girls and slowed.

They gave me a gentle shove and yelled, "Come on! Don't stop!"

I shook my head and yelled, "Adam doesn't like it!"

Shelly laughed. "Stuff him!" She poked her tongue out at him.

He laughed at her as she mimicked my movements. I danced some more. He grinned and shook his head as he mouthed "Don't do it", so I did it anyway.

After numerous loud rock songs, we had to sit for a rest. I went and got another drink. The tempo changed to softer melodies. I recognised the haunting tones of Rob Thomas's "All That I Am."

I cocked my head and gave Adam a curious look.

He smiled at me and said into the microphone, "This is for Jasmine." He sang.

I smiled so hard my face hurt. I couldn't believe he was singing my favourite song to me. I didn't realise I was crying until Karen put her arm around me to wipe away one of my tears with her finger.

When the song ended, the crowd cheered.

Adam winked at me as they went straight into Nickelback's "S.E.X".

Ten o'clock seemed to come quickly. They finished their last song. The crowd called for one more, so they played a Silverchair hit, and then came to sit with us.

As soon as Adam sat, I hugged him. "That was beautiful, thank you."

He dragged me onto his lap, and though he was sweaty, I didn't care. Adam whispered, "If it's in my power, I would do anything for you."

His words took my breath away. I whispered, "I love you so much." Then I put my mouth on his and kissed him.

Mick punched Adam on the arm. "Come on, man, leave the woman alone and we'll give you a hand with your drums."

Adam stayed focused on me but smiled and said, "Yeah, give me a minute." Then he kissed me again.

I had to stop him because I recognised the change in his breathing. "Come on," I murmured. "Let's pack and go home."

They've had a lovely night.  Except for Stan's appearance.  I wonder what that was all about?

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