She quickly stripped off her little white dress and stepped into black leather pants and tucked in a tight black sleeveless shirt that showed off her toned arms. The crowd chanted “Bristol” repeatedly. She pulled her hair out of the sexy librarian bun and let it flow down her back. In less than ninety seconds, she was back onstage.

A single spotlight shone on her as she sang the first song of her second set a cappella. Bristol’s band joined in as she slid into the next song. It was an upbeat fun song, and for the rest of the show, Bristol’s eyes kept wandering to Annie. There was an unmistakable attraction between them, and even though Bristol knew better than to act on her impulses, something inside made her want to flirt with Annie. It was all in fun, right?

The rest of the concert was her dancing across the stage, leaning over and singing to the crowd. She was torn when the set was over. She loved the attention, loved that Annie was watching her, but was excited to see how the rest of the night unfolded.

“That’s it for me, Vegas! Have a great rest of the night!” Bristol waved to the crowd when the lights dimmed, giving herself and the band a moment to rest before the encore. She had a new song that she wanted to sing, but she hadn’t practiced it yet. “Hey, listen. Let’s play ‘Now or Never,’ and then I’m going to play my new song, just me and the guitar.” She wasn’t asking for permission. She was informing them. They nodded at the change and jogged back onstage.

Lizzy wasn’t going to be happy. She liked Bristol to have a track available for purchase on iTunes before she sang it, knowing if fans couldn’t find it immediately, they would download it for free off some pirated site. Bristol didn’t care. She had enough money, and so did Lizzy.

She turned to one of her roadies. “Get the Martin ready.” He sped off as Bristol walked back onstage to music her band had started. “This is one of my favorite songs. Who wants to sing it with me?”

She held the microphone out to the audience to capture their loud voices. She sang the verses but held the microphone out for the audience to sing the chorus. When the song ended and the band waved good-bye again, the same roadie ran out her Martin guitar.