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If possible, those violet eyes widen even further. She clearly didn’t see it coming. I guess that makes two of us.
Penelope blinks a few times as if she’s not sure if she heard me correctly. She starts to shake her head, but I’m faster.
Screw this.
I grab her hand, feeling the soft, warm skin under my fingertips.
“Play for me, Birdy,” I repeat.
A zap of electricity courses through us at the touch, but that’s not the reason, at least not entirely, why my blood hums in excitement.
I want to hear her play again.
Ineedto hear her play.
Hearing her today cracked open a door inside of me that I worried might have been closed forever. She inspired me, but the moment her music stopped, that damn door shut once again.
Grazing my teeth over my lower lip, I’m about to offer her whatever the hell she wants just so I can hear her play, but before I can do that, her damn dog moves closer, flashing his teeth at me.
My gaze falls on him, every muscle rigid as I carefully eye him.
“That mutt really doesn’t like me one bit.”
“That’s because you keep calling him that.”
I eye him warily. “Are you sure he won’t take a bite?”
“If you stop calling him mutt, you might stand a chance. If not, I can’t be sure what he might do.”
“That’s not very promising.”
Birdy pulls back, the tips of my fingertips still tingling from where I touched her.
“Henry is highly trained and generally very friendly.”
“Yeah, he sounds very friendly.”
Not.
“I’m serious. I’m not sure what his issue is. Sit down, Henry.”
The dog’s butt plops on the ground next to her, but even so, his attention is on me. “See? Good boy, Henry.”
“Why do you even have a dog here?”
She stares at me, her brows furrowed. “I—”
But before she can finish whatever she wants to say, there is a soft buzzing sound.
She lifts her hand, silencing the alarm on her smartwatch. “I have to go.”
No, she can’t leave.
The protest is so instantaneous it throws me off guard.
But I’m not ready to let her go. Her, and her music, were able to wake up the need to create inside of me, and now she was taking it away.
It was like offering a glass of cold water to a thirsty man walking through the desert.
