She nodded coyly. He shot her a knowing look before he began to play. She leaned in and pressed her cheeks against his shoulder as he played. The music coursed through her.
"I hear how you must have felt when you heard my voice," she said suddenly as she listened. And she had been correct. That was exactly what he had thought of when he had composed that part.
"And now?"
"The playfulness of our conversations," she said with certainty. The tempo changed into something softer. It stirred her heart and made it beat faster.
"You love me."
"Mmm." His fingers stopped hovering over the keys and she pulled back to look at him. "I love it," she said.
"It was easy to show my love to you, but how do I show how much I desire you, love?" he asked desperately. His lips met hers in a soft kiss.
"Take your shirt off." She pouted. He chuckled as he pulled up his shirt and threw it away.
