The girls tittered as they moved a respectful distance away. Lana softly laughed, then swung her eyes up to mine. I swallowed, suddenly really nervous. Lana just smiled at me, not helping my nerves at all. Licking my lips, I asked, “Did you…hear something?”

Her dark eyes scanned my face, and her smile dropped. My stomach also dropped. It’s a no. Then she grinned and extended her hand. “Congratulations, Kellan. They said yes.”

My mouth dropped as I stared at her. Yes? I really hadn’t been expecting that. I took her hand, but I could barely feel myself shaking it. “Yes?” I asked, stunned.

She laughed, then nodded. “Yes. I’m sorry it took so long to get back to you. I was trying to get a special deal for you, and that took a little convincing.”

I tilted my head as our hands dropped. “What deal?”

Her smile brightened. “A three-record deal. Starting immediately. The second this tour is over, you’ll head to L.A. and begin recording. The label wants an album as soon as possible.” She winked. “I thoroughly convinced them that you…will have no limit. You will be our biggest artist, it’s just a matter of time.”

All I could do was stare at her as I was assaulted by shock, confusion, surprise…warmth. They said yes? Trying to wrap my head around it all, I murmured, “Three records?”

The look on my face must have been one of uncertainty. Her brows furrowed. “It’s a lot to process, I know. And you don’t have to say yes to this. If you think you can do better somewhere else, you’re free to keep looking around. But Kellan…” She leaned in and put a hand on my shoulder. “This is a good deal. A once in a lifetime deal. I know I probably seem biased, but you should say yes to this.”

I nodded. “Yes…I…yes, I’m saying yes,” I finally said with a laugh.

She grinned. “You should talk to your band, make sure they’re on board too.” She pointed up. “There is a conference room upstairs. I’ll have my people prepare the contracts for you, and I’ll let you know when they’re ready.”

Overwhelmed, I just nodded again. She patted my shoulder, told me congratulations again, then walked away to get to work. I watched her leave, and as I did, my gaze fell over Paul again. His mouth was open, shocked, and I knew he understood what had just happened. Not really caring what he thought, I sought out my band. They said yes. They fucking said yes. I could finally let this secret out.

Evan had left the room, and Matt and Griffin weren’t in here. My eager group of fans was still nearby, waiting, but I had something important I needed to do. Looking their way, I said, “Sorry,” then I left to go find some D-Bags.