Patience was silent for a moment. As Gwen reached the front, all of the guests stood and looked at her. "I think I'm going to throw up," she murmured under her breath, only loud enough for Ash to hear...depending on how good vampire and Slayer hearing really was.
Taking a deep breath, she tried to steady her nerves. This was the thing she'd been least looking forward to. Her gaze landed on Kevin and she tightened her grip on Ash's arm.
And then she saw him. Pat. Standing there, waiting for her, looking incredibly handsome in his tuxedo, and everyone else faded away.
The music started and she swallowed thickly. Oh, God. What was she thinking agreeing to this? But...it was do or die...so to speak...and death in any sense of the word would be bad right now.
Her voice was thready at first, but she kept her gaze trained on Pat as she and Ash started forward. In time, her singing grew stronger and the thing was...she had a very soft, romantic quality to her voice when she wasn't trying to belt out some rock song.