Knowing Vera (Romantic Suspense, Family Drama) (Chance for Love) (28 page)

I pressed him down, one finger on his shoulder. “Since you’re on my bench, you might as well show me a few things.”

“Only a few?” He twirled a string between his thumb and forefinger.

I pointed to his harp, perched on his lap. “May I touch?”

“Um… sure, it’s a shepherd’s harp. My grandfather made it for me.” He handed it to me.

I trailed my fingers over the smooth curves. The wood where his hands rested was well-worn and polished. “It’s splendid. Lighter than I thought.”

The scent was reminiscent of crushed bay leaves, clean and fresh. Swirls of tan, red, yellow and brown grain rippled along the contour of its body.

“It’s made of myrtle wood,” he said.

“And the strings?”

“Sheep gut.” He laughed. “Go ahead, pluck them.”

I picked the fibrous strings. The tones jarred. “Ooph. It sounds much better in your hands.”

David took the harp back. “Forgive me, the strings are not tuned. I’ll finish and show you how to play.”

His nimble fingers made quick work of the restringing. With closed eyes, he plucked two strings at a time and adjusted the pegs until they rang true. His face took on an angelic aura, and his hair shimmered in the sunlight.

The harp tuned, he placed it on my lap, arranging my hands to hold it, and plucked a few strings to demonstrate. “The pitch of the longer string is deeper. Those from the shorter strings are higher. Some intervals sound nice when plucked together. If we skip a string or two… this string, this one, and this…”

My head swam with possibilities, and I could not catch his words. His hands touched my hands, his thigh pressed against mine, and his breath tickled my hair. My bracelets jangled as I strummed a cacophony of disharmony as wild and frothy as my feelings.

He was so close, I could hardly breathe. My shoulders wobbled, and my fingers fluttered over the strings. Tempted to melt into his arms, I pushed the harp back and warned myself to behave as a princess should.

“Giving up already?” His lips curved with barely concealed amusement.

“No… I’m just hot. You know, the weather. Can you sing for me?”

I caught my breath as he sang and picked the strings to the cadence of a rippling brook. The earthy timbre of his voice wrapped around the clean tones of his instrument. Wooing, seducing, trapping—he held me with the promise of his song.

When he finished, he handed the harp to me, the frame still vibrating. His fingers toyed with my hair, and his warm breath caressed my face. His mouth drew near, eyes intent, seeking permission.

Hesitant, my lips parted. Curious, my eyes closed. And his lips brushed the corners of my mouth, an invitation to taste, to touch, to hold. I accepted and held my breath as his tongue slipped over mine. A flurry of tingles danced around my waist and trailed down to my toes.

I clutched the harp, unable to move. Everything was possible, and the world was mine, and life was glorious.

And at the center of it all was David.

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