Was it his imagination or did she make eye-contact with him, not once or twice, but three times during those first half-dozen  incredibly sexy songs? No, that's ridiculous, he thought. I'm way out here in the third row, there's no way she can see me.

But there it was again. Their eyes locked. Her thousand-watt smile illuminated him as his jaw dropped into his lap. That was no mere accidental glance, was it?

He got his answer a few minutes later when she disappeared from stage to change costumes.