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all over. Any volunteers?”
     
    The previously rowdy guests now hesitated.  Kyle looked around, and noticed no one seemed particularly eager to volunteer, and he stood up to approach Branson at the center of the room.
     
    Liana’s eyes grew wide when Kyle moved toward the dance floor. She couldn’t believe he was really going to do it. But she had to admit that now she was curious to see what he could do, and hoped he didn’t make too much of a fool of himself.
     
    “Alright, looks like we have one taker,” he said, “Anyone else?”
     
    Slowly, more volunteers rose and trickled forward, toward the center of the room. “So, if all of the volunteers can line up there,” he pointed to an area next to the center dance floor, “We can get our first one started.”
     
    Branson motioned for Kyle to come to the floor and Kyle leaned over to speak to him.  Branson nodded his head and went over to the man who was operating the television screen where the karaoke lyrics scrolled. He shook his head, indicating that the lyrics wouldn’t be necessary and the karaoke operator shrugged his shoulders. The operator then began a search for something behind his equipment
     
    Kyle walked over to a piano located in the back of the room and took a seat on the bench.
     
    “So, it looks like our first singer won’t be needing the lyrics. I think we have a pro here,” he joked into the microphone. The operator placed another microphone inside a stand atop the piano.
     
    Kyle ran his fingers along the piano keys, warming up. Random shouts from eager women filled the room.  Liana laughed and shook her head. Here we go , she thought. If he’s too good, these women are going to go crazy in here. And I’m sure that’s just what he wants.
     
    She leaned forward, put her elbows on the table and rested her chin in one hand.  She was pretty eager to see this show too.  If nothing else, she could get a good laugh at the spectacle.
     
    Kyle stopped playing and paused.   A dramatic pause , Liana joked to herself, and waited with the rest of the crowd while Kyle let the tension build.  He then began to play the first few notes of a familiar melody.  She sifted through her mental memory bank in an effort to recall the song he was playing.
     
    It seemed several other people in the room had already guessed the song, as many shouted out, and hollered their recognition of the tune.
     
    Some sang ahead, anticipating the words to the song, while occasional shouts of, “Play that” and “Ooh, that’s my song” could be heard from the spirited audience.
     
    Kyle continued to play the music from the Brian McKnight song, One Last Cry , and one quick glance around the room showed Liana that the women there were like putty in his hands.   And he hasn’t even sung one note yet, she thought.
     
    Finally, Kyle gave the anxious women what they’d been waiting for, as he sang out the first lyrics of the song. “My shattered dreams, and broken heart, are mending on the shelf…”
     
    And it was all over from there, as the women screamed and shouted like crazed groupies.   Damn, Liana thought, you’d think it was Brian McKnight himself singing in here, with the way these women are behaving.
     
    Alyssa moved her chair over to Liana. “Lia….he can blow can’t he,” she exclaimed.
     
    “He’s not bad,” she said. But in truth, she was mesmerized too, and didn’t want to talk to Alyssa, for fear of missing out on his performance. She just wanted to hear his rich, buttery toned voice sing out the vocals of the song.
     
    She couldn’t deny, even to herself, that his voice sent chills up and down her spine.  And as that tingling feeling shot throughout her body, she shifted in her seat, uncomfortable when she realized she was actually getting turned on, just a bit.  
     
    She shook her head, ashamed at her reaction. I’m almost as bad as the rest of these groupies. Liana looked around the room at the women bouncing in their