I sighed. “That makes things so much easier.”
“Of course, you can still always move in with me.”
“I know.” I ran my thumb across his bottom lip, then kissed it. “I promise it’ll happen eventually.”
“No pressure, Rufus, just want you to know it’s still an option.”
I smiled. “I know. And just because I’m not ready to move in with you right now, doesn’t mean I love you any less.”
“Noted.”
“Plus, you have a piano.”
“Yes, I do. You are correct.”
“If I don’t play on a regular basis, I’ll get rusty.”
“No one wants that.”
“No, we really don’t,” I agreed.
“I could always give you one of my keyboards,” he said.
I smiled. “Explain to me why you have a piano and two keyboards when you don’t play.”
“I told you, instruments just seem to show up. I have the space, and I use all of them when I’m recording.”
“This is true.”
“I still expect a Morgan sisters serenade tomorrow.”
“Okay, baby, I’ll make it happen.”
He kissed me again and then he went to clean up before climbing back into bed with me and holding me until I fell asleep.
Harmony
