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Words and music had never come so easy to him. And every note was drenched with life. His life up until Zara had just been existing.
But now he was breathing, and chasing, and fighting. He was wildly alive and he was desperately in love with that life. Almost as much as he was in love with her.
The realization was so acute that he felt it grab hold of his heart and squeeze.
“I need a minute,” he said in the middle of something Nikki was explaining. He snagged the notebook they’d been working out of and a pen and headed for the upstairs lounge.
He’d barely taken a seat at the table before he was scribbling in the notebook. Words poured from him and he scratched them down as fast as he could. He put his phone on the table and opened the voice memos app and started recording. He hummed and mouthed the melody coursing through his brain as more words came to him.
When the words slowed down and he went back up the page and read through what he had. The song began to take shape and he moved pieces around.
That went there. This word should actually be here. This fits better in the bridge.
His heart thundered, his veins pulsing with adrenaline.
He sat back and read through it again. But he couldhearit in his mind.
Grinning, he snatched up his phone and his notes and jogged back to the control room.
Nikki stopped talking and both she and Zara turned to him in surprise.
“You got something?” Zara asked.
He nodded and picked up the guitar, sat down on the leather sofa and started to play. Zara picked up the notebook and sat beside him, holding the lyrics up for them both.
She automatically began to add harmony and chills raced down his spine. The good kind. The kind that told him something magical was happening.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Zara said excitedly when they’d reached the end. “And then we do like a nah, nah, nah thing here but subtle, right?” she made a mark on the page.
“And maybe pick up the tempo on the second chorus,” Asa said, making the adjustment to what he was already playing.
“Yes,” she said in the same way she said it when he was kissing her neck last night. It flooded his mind with images of her naked beneath him and he shook his head, trying not to blush.
Later.
He would make love to her later.
Nikki started flipping switches on the console and Zara got to her feet.
“Oh my god, I have the perfect riff for this.” She went out the door and down into the live room where she picked up a Fender Stratocaster.
He thought of the night they’d kissed for the first time and the things she’d played for him. She was right, she already had the perfect riff written.
“What is happening?” Asa muttered around a chuckle.
“I told you,” Nikki said, keying up the necessary settings. “This place is magic.”
“That you did.”
She glanced at him and smiled. Did she know what had happened, what was still happening between him and Zara? Probably.
But then she said the last thing he expected.
“Welcome back to the land of the living, Ace. I’ve sure missed you.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
*DRESS*
