"But I hope that will do for now. You will let me know how the search goes, yes?"
Ashleigh had slight pink to her cheeks as she pocketed her smartphone in her back jeans pocket, her mind lingering on the feeling of his fingers grazing hers. "Aye, of course I will." She smiled sheepishly. "You ready? I think it's about time to get out there." She smirked, and patted his shoulder as she went to go see where exactly they'd put her microphones. She then looked behind her and didn't see Wendy, and became disheartened. She's probably really busy now.. Her mind lingered on the thought until they were 'announced' by a waiter, and they walked onto the barely taller than the floor little stage, and Ashleigh sat on a barstool, while holding a cordless microphone in her hands.
She did her performance, her eyes squeezed shut, and her knuckles white from her pressure. She sang rhythmically with the guitar, and it went wonderfully, rewarding in a few celebratory claps in the smaller audience. She didn't know however, that after an awkward encounter with the cashier to acquire Wendy's number, a man dressed in a casual windbreaker got her attention as well as Jean's.
"Excuse me, can I talk to the both of you outside? It take but a minute." He smiled a sly grin. Ashleigh looked to Jean, before nodding, and stepping out to the sidewalk to listen to him. The man cleared his throat, looking between them and continuing. "My name is Joe Terrari. I'm the talent agent for New Sounds Records. We'd love to make a deal." He stuck out his hand, and Ashleigh's eyes were huge, and she looked to Jean.
"I uh- yeah. Yeah, we'd love to make a deal." She cracked a smile, and shook his hand. After Joe shook Jean's he gave them his card, and went about his way, with a quick sentence. "We'll be in touch soon." He waved slightly, and disappeared into a limo, which drove off.
Ashleigh turned to Jean, and squealed. "Am I dreaming right now?" She laughed, and couldn't stop smiling. Then, on a whim of a thought, she hugged Jean tight, and breathed in his scent. He smelled like the ocean, and she savored it, before letting go. "I better tell Wendy." She pulled out her phone, and rapidly dialed her number.
"C'mon.. pick up." She sighed, and grinned as she heard it click. "We just signed for a deal!" She smiled, looking back at Jean, and held p a finger, motioning for him to wait just a minute. She wanted him to stay, just for a minute.
Burning Gold || Christina Perri