Yes! That’s it! I scribble the lyric down.
Left me standing in the same old place
Not even close.
But I never needed the truth.
Excitement bubbles up inside me. Wrong but I’m getting close.
You said you’d stay if I asked you to
But I never learned to need the truth
I scribble those words down before returning to my guitar.
You said you’d stay if I asked you to
But I never learned how to need the truth
I kept my hands full, my head down low
Loved you quiet so I wouldn’t owe
I jump to my feet. “Eek! I did it!”
Gage wraps his arms around me and twirls me around. “My songwriter!”
He stops and I glance up at him. He’s smiling down at me. His gaze drops to my lips. My entire body tingles in anticipation of feeling his lips on mine.
“Keep it down in there,” Edith hollers through the door.
I clear my throat and tap Gage on his shoulder. “Down, please.”
He squeezes me before lowering me. I feel every hard muscle – and one very hard cock – as he sets me on my feet.
“Sorry about…” He motions toward his hard length.
“It’s fine.” I wave away his apology before I swoon. Men don’t usually apologize for getting excited at an inappropriatemoment. I never realized how irresistible a man with manners and a dimple on his cheek could be.
“The song is awesome. Do you want to sell it or sing it yourself? What are your goals?”
I laugh. “My goals are on hold until the kids are grown up.”
He scowls. “I love how you’re caring for your siblings, but you shouldn’t put your life on hold.”
I shrug. “It’s not a big deal. The chance of becoming some famous singer-songwriter is pretty much zero anyway.”
He palms my neck. “Pretty much zero isn’t zero. You should chase your dreams.”
“And I will. As soon as the kids are grown up.”
He frowns. “The youngest is what, eight? You can’t stay in a holding pattern for ten more years.”
He doesn’t understand. “I don’t have a choice.”
“There’s always a choice.”
“Easy for you to say. You’re living the life of your dreams.”
