“It’s not that simple.”
“You said you’ve already told him what you want. So, let’s help him see what’s possible. I told you I’d do right by him. Let me try.”
She bites her bottom lip as her gaze leaves me and goes back to the fire. The truth is written all over her face. She still has the want, the desire to follow her dreams.
I’m going to be the one to make it happen.
“Hold that thought.” I stand up and head back into the house to get the song Jack and I just finished.
When I come back, I hand it to her. “This is the one I was working on the first night you came over. I knew something was missing. It was you. I’ve never done a ballad with another singer. I’ve never wanted to. Until now.”
She tilts her head and stares up at me. “Did you really just say ballad? Adam, your fans will laugh. They’ll be wondering what I did to you if you come out with some cheesy love ballad.”
A hard laugh escapes my mouth. “You’re right. That’s why it’s not. It’s my version of a love song. It’s our song. It’s how I’ve felt since I met you, just in my own way. Read it. Offer your input. Make it yours.”
I stay silent as she takes it in.
I can’t believe she thought I’d write a sappy love song for us. I don’t think I have it in me to write something like that. I wrote my version of it, which is full of hidden meanings that I’m hoping she’ll understand.
It’s hard for me to express the feelings that have been running through me lately. Anger, hurt, disappointment—I’ve written all of that in the past. Love, like what I’m feeling for her, is all new to me.
“I like how you say,You just want to be something.” She points to the line.
“I added that today. After hearing your story, it made me think of you. I know you want more out of life. I want you to have that.”
Her eyes meet mine, and I see all the pain she’s lived through by not being able to follow her dreams. She was so close to making it big, only to have it ripped all away. I remember those days. I was living them while she was losing hers.
It wasn’t until we added Jack that things really took off. To think we only got him because of what had happened to her makes my head spin. It’s funny how life can twist and turn in certain ways, then bring you right back to where you belong.
“How fast or slow are you envisioning this?” she asks.
“Wanna hear?” I grin, tilting my head back to the house.
“Now?” Her eyes open wide.
“We’ve worked a little of it out on the piano. Then, Jack will come in with the guitar and drums, of course, but I can show you the beginning.”
She stands and holds her hand out to mine. The beauty radiating off her right now is almost blinding. Knowing that I’ll be able to share my passion, my music with her pretty much seals the deal.
This girl was made for me.
We walk to the house and the back room where the piano is. I practice a few chords to remember the keys and then start the song.
The first three notes are fast, and then some are slow. Then, it repeats as I start the song. My eyes close as I let the words take over, pouring all of the emotion I’ve felt for her these last few weeks into my actions.
I open them and see she’s holding the lyrics, following along. I sing the next verse where I wanted our voices to meld together, and when she blends her words with mine, tingles take over my entire body.
Magic. Nothing but pure magic fills the air as we sing in tune for the first time together.
It takes everything in my power not to stop and make love to her right here on this piano. The way her body flows with the words turns me on like nothing I’ve ever imagined.
And her voice? Pure perfection. When I heard her sing the song with Cailin, it was different, lighter. Now, it has emotions. Feelings from her soul pour out of her body, and I see for myself what Jack was talking about.
She has it. She has thatsomethingspecial, and I’m so honored to get to be a part of it.
I continue with the chorus, and when it comes to her part, I give her the floor, encouraging her to continue. My heart pounds as she belts out the lyrics I’ve worked with her in mind.
Her eyes never leave mine as she moves on, singing the chorus, and I let her, loving the mixture of her doing it this round. When her voice deepens, really getting into the sound I’m going for, it really hits me.
