The two of them had been enjoying the band before, and she kept telling him it was time to go, but he’d laugh and say, “Just a little longer.” By the time they started walking down the steps of the bleachers where they’d been hanging, Emily was freaking out. They still had to maneuver the crowd to get to the back, and the band that had been playing finished up. That meant the crew would start setting up the band’s instruments, and Clay needed to do a sound check on his guitar. Halfway there, he said, “Would you relax?” She made a sour face. “You don’t make it easy.” “Trust me.” He grabbed her hand and pulled her through the crowd again. She wasn’t quite sure how he managed to do that, but he did. People just seemed to move out of the way for him. And she couldn’t even admit to herself how much she liked his hand holding hers. That was twice today that he’d done it, and it made her wonder just how much he’d heard yesterday. Obviously, it was enough to make him feel protective of her, but she knew for sure he’d heard her going off on Bryce.
