I looked at Seth’s face; his words had been deeply sincere. His eyes were gleaming with some emotion I couldn’t identify. I looked away before he could read the emotions in mine. Any of them. Because when we were alone, I was afraid I was letting them show. Worse, when our clothes came off… when Seth touched me, kissed me, held me… when he was inside me… my body told us both the truth. That this was about so much more than music.