"Yes", I replied, my head resting on his shoulder, "I do understand, but.." I did not know how to say what I was thinking. Indeed I didn't even know what to think. Here was I with a man who I met only a few days ago, but with whom I had become almost obsessed. In the last couple of hours I had found out he has a wife, but I had also learned that he is just as interested in me as I am in him. Where would this lead us?, I wondered. And just then as if he knew what I was thinking, he blurted out, "Don't worry baby, it'll be alright. We'll work it out somehow." In reply I said "I don't wish to cause you trouble, you know...but the truth is that nobody has made me feel as I do now..." Moses responded by pulling back and looking into my eyes. In his eyes I saw that this man felt exactly the same way as I did. When suddenly, reality came crashing down on us. Moses had to go back inside the club to join the band. Oh, how time flies when you least want it to. He kissed me on the forehead then we smiled at each other like two conspirators, the feeling of guilt was mutual. We walked back to the Shrine, consciously making an effort to look innocent. I knew after this brief but enjoyable encounter that I'd had with Moses, there would not be another chance to be alone with him tonight. He understood that I lived in a student hostel on the campus of the university and I knew he lived with his wife. So the only chance we were going to get to be together again was here at the Shrine, on another day. It was clear to me that I would become a regular visitor to this place for the foreseeable future.
At the end of the show that night, I lingered inside the club not wanting to let Moses out of my sight for as long as I could manage it. He was good. He would steal glances at me but I knew he was being careful because Grace was right there, up front by the stage. Apparently, she was well known by the staff and the other musicians, which was lucky because chatting with them kept her from noticing that Moses was not concentrating fully on what he was doing with the musical equipment. I slowly moved towards the exit in the now near empty hall and slowed to wave goodbye to Moses. With my hands I signalled that I would be here next Tuesday. He nodded and smiled. I knew I was in love with this man.