Farah was excited about seeing Jeff. From the first time she had met him, she had liked him. He had wanted to help her without really knowing her, all because she was James' friend. Then for awhile they had tried to keep track of each other after making friends but it seemed real life had other ideas for them. She was surprised to hear he was divorced (though there was a tiny part of her that...was almost happy?). She had also had her own thing to deal with considering she had been with Grady for awhile and then there was the birth of her daughter to deal with.

But things were different now. She had a beautiful little girl, no man, and a job where she basically followed James and bossed him around at times. It was a lot of fun but it was also a lot of work at times too. Especially before a show when she had a lot of things to take care of.

That's why she could be found at the stadium all ready, talking into a headset as she checked something on the list. When she heard her name being called, she whirled around with a confused look till she spotted Jeff. Immediately the confusion switched to a brilliant smile.

"Jeff!" She called, hurrying towards him. When she got close enough, she threw her arms around his neck to hug him tightly. "You made it!"

Farah liked bear hugs and she liked to return them, so she was beaming as she squeezed him back. It didn't matter to her that it was a few seconds too long because it didn't feel long enough to her. When he set her back down, she chuckled as she straightened her own shirt and then the little pack on her hip that was attached to her headset.

"I was beginning to wonder where you were." She checked her watch before focusing back on him, blinking softly. "Me?" She looked down at herself before chuckling. "I guess I'm missing a small belly, huh?" She was as she had lost all her baby weight surprisingly quick.

When he complimented her, she smiled and there was a hint of shyness. "Thank you. You do too."

"Your own record label? That would be kind of cool." She smiled at him, cocking her hips to the side before laughing at the mention of a missing child. "She's sleeping on the bus while I do some running around. Ava tends to keep an eye on her and James while I'm busy." A twitch of a smile before she noticed he looked surprised at the compliment that she handed him. "Well, if you do, it's nice shit?" She offered with a cheeky smirk.

Then she grew serious, nodding. "I heard and I'm sorry. That has to suck for sure." She sighed. "I've been on my own since a short while before Isa was born." She admitted, wetting her lips.

"You should. Maybe I would even consider signing up." She smiled, her eyes sparkling a little bit. Farah knew some of the story between Ava and James but she figured James would do what he wanted to do. She would support him and kick anyone's ass if they hurt him. That's what she did. At the joke, she chuckled. "Someone needs to and I need a break from it at times." She continued the joke, glancing down at her papers before looking back up at him with a smile.

"How long as it been now?" She paused at the question before sighing with a nod. "I was but...we were too different. He was...older." Let's not clarify how much older. "I don't think he was ready for a young girl and a baby which is fine. I mean, I got Isa out of it."

"You have to meet her, she's adorable. Wanna hear something funny? I had her the day James' album came out! Talk about good day."

"I'm hoping I still have the talent?" She tilted her head, sobering for a moment before she sighed. "I haven't really been playing as much." She had stopped before Isa had been born, honestly. There had been so much going on, it had gotten hard to pick up an instrument and actually play, let alone write. "It's nice."

Farah nodded her head, keeping her own features sympathetic even if there was a strange twitter in the pit of her stomach. "I'm sorry, I wish I had been in touch when it was all going on." She had been so wrapped up in her own stuff though, she had lost contact with a few friends. Then she smiled at him, "Charmer."

"Don't worry about it, you can say congratulations now and meet her." Farah brushed it all off, not having a problem with him not calling back then. He hadn't known.

A smile twitched over her lips as she nodded in understanding. "So when you're quiet, you're trying to figure things out?" The smile started to turn into a smirk. "So does that mean I'm easy to figure out?" Since they didn't seem to have a problem with conversation. Then she laughed. "Probably did. Every time someone is quiet for a little too long, he thinks they are up to something."

After clinking their glasses, she sipped her drink as she looked around the bus and then back at him. "It's too bad you couldn't come with us for awhile."

Farah felt a little flutter in the pit of her stomach when he told her that she was easy to talk to. "Thank you." She murmured, smiling shyly at her glass before she took a long sip to make herself feel a bit more stable at the moment. "I tend to delve right into parties, kind of flit around till someone catches my attention and then I'll linger." She paused, before nodding slowly with a sigh. "Never fun."

"He probably would." She smiled brightly at Jeff. "Plus there are always jobs around here." She chuckled softly, glancing over at the baby and then back.

"That's because we met under strange circumstances and I wasn't really going out very much by then." Because she had been pregnant and well, Grady hadn't done the whole party thing. He didn't like her being around other guys at times. "I'm sure you'll see some of it now, sometimes. Though not very much, I suppose, since I'll be here with her." She nodded at the bus and then at her daughter.

"Oh, well no. I just meant you could find a job playing for James and...well, I mean there are times where I might have to run to do something and someone can sit with the baby. But I wasn't suggesting you play nanny." She seemed flustered.

Farah was glad they had reconnected as well. Somehow it felt fresh, like it was different this time as she was feeling nervous butterflies that she hadn't noticed before. She didn't look too closely at it, not that the moment. "Once in awhile but it can be hard with having a baby." She admitted, glancing at her daughter before looking back before she got flustered.

Then she looked surprised, blinking at him softly as she felt a bit of a shy blush creeping into her cheeks. "You...really?"

"Yeah, it sounds like it hasn't changed much then." Farah nodded, looking amused. "Sometimes I have to send him texts threatening I will send in the bodyguard guys to drag him out if he doesn't hurry his ass up." Then she laughed. "Okay, okay, we'll stop talking about it now."

There was something weird and she had to wonder why it was that he was blushing so much at being this close to her. "I...don't know?" She offered.

"Here, I'll let you out." She started to slide to get off the bed.

Farah paused as he touched her arm and she felt her heart leap into her throat. Swallowing thickly, she nodded her head ever so slightly while moving to lay back. "Okay."

As she settled beside him, she looked over at him with no idea what to do next. It was an odd feeling for her because she used to know. At one time she would have known exactly what to do next but with Jeff, it wasn't different.

Suddenly she felt shy and that was new.

As he curled his arms around her shoulders, her heart started to thud within the walls of her chest. She wasn't sure her heart had ever pounded this fast before and she knew it was because she was suddenly nervous. She had no ideas the kind of things he liked or anything really. Still, she didn't want to pull back.

As he kissed her forehead, she closed her eyes with a little smile before tilting her head back so her mouth could brush along the underside of his jaw.

Maybe he felt like he was just learning how to walk but she felt like her breath was being taken away. Leaning up into the kiss, her mouth was warm and pliable against his as she kissed him back. Bringing a hand up along his arm, she found didn't mind the scrape of his facial hair against her skin but instead she let the kiss deepen as her tongue brushed teasingly against his lips as though seeking entrance.