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Amid the buzz of excited talk and laughter, Elaine waited tensely for the audition to continue. She felt a thrill of excitement as the man in charge strode center-stage to survey the crowd.
Again, she marveled at how striking the famous country singer of the Wind River Band appeared in person. Rex Tobin's muscular build in Western shirt, well-fitting denims and dark boots, gave him a natural, unaffected appearance.
Coal black hair, thick and ruffled, added an appealing element of ruggedness the magazines and even TV cameras had failed to capture. For an instant his piercing blue eyes locked on Elaine and she felt a catch in her breath.
Rex Tobin's lingering gaze, the reassuring warmth of his smile, seemed momentarily just for her. Was he about to call her name? Elaine's stomach tied in knots as she waited. "Next on the list," he said, "Derrick Klein."