“Oh yes, Park!” Princess shouted. “Play a song! Play your song!”
Gabe’s smile was for her and only her as he bent over and kissed her forehead. I would have never recognized her. But it was Kimmy. Kimmy Paige. Eighteen-year-old starlet. I really honestly thought she’d died. She’d been in a coma for so long, the media had lost interest.
“Parker!” Princess shouted, excitement evident in her twinkling eyes as her gaze followed him to the piano bench.
The songs he sang. They were hers. Ashton had been famous for it. He would write love songs for her then upload them to YouTube. One time, he’d even filmed himself singing her to sleep.
Was it any wonder women everywhere about killed themselves when he disappeared?
Gabe sat at the piano looking like he’d been born there. His hands hovered over the keys. “A new song. For new beginnings.” He lifted his eyes just slightly and met my gaze. And then he began to play.
Transfixed, I watched him while he played — his eyes never left mine.
“How could I let a love go — one I’d been holding onto for so long — one that felt like home? It’s not easy to let go of the pieces, even though they’re the reason for my pain. I gripped them so hard that my blood fell like rain. But nothing, nothing could have prepared me for a new life with you — one I didn’t deserve, one I want to pursue.” He leaned over the piano, closing his eyes, as the music dipped. The song was both beautiful and haunting, his body was one with the piano, and in turn I felt like I was the piano. Like he was playing me, every stroke of the keys was him kissing my skin.
“If beauty is pain — let me get lost in it. If you’re my salvation — I want to earn it. If love is all I have to give — then let me give it. You. It’s all for you.”
Gabe’s eyes opened and locked in on mine.
“How can I prove that what I feel is real? You ask for truth I give you lies. You ask for joy I make you cry. But I don’t want to lose you. Not like this. Not when I’ve left your heart in such a mess. Give me one chance — I’m letting go of the past — but I need you here to know.”
“If beauty is pain — let me get lost in it. If you’re my salvation — I want to earn it. If love is all I have to give — then let me give it. You, it’s all for you.” He paused, hitting the last few notes, and the song ended.
Gabe’s smile lit up the room.
But I was frozen in place.
Me. He’d sung that to me.
I wiped a stray tear from my eye as Gabe approached me yet again. Was the man trying to kill me? I mean, there was only so much a girl could take.
His eyebrows drew together as he reached out and touched my wet cheek.
“It’s okay.” I whispered. “You earned it.”
“I want more songs!” Princess shouted breaking our moment.
I’d forgotten there were people all around us. Feeling my face heat, I sighed and walked back to the front of the room. “Alright, today we’re going to work on adding to the songs we created last time. Use four different notes and I want you to add a chorus.”
I walked from table to table helping.
When I reached Princess and Gabe, she was sleeping, which was weird to say the least. She never slept. I was beginning to think tired wasn’t even a word in her vocabulary. Then again, recently, she’d been mentioning it more and more.
“Is she okay?” I asked, my eyebrows drawing together in concern.
Gabe looked up from his chair and sighed, shoulders hunched he said quietly, “The infection is getting worse.”
I pulled a chair next to him and sat, without realizing I’d done it. I grabbed his hand and squeezed. “She’s strong. It will be okay.”
“Yeah.” He squeezed back and smiled. “It really will.”
Chapter Forty-One
Watching your best friend smile when he looks in the mirror? No words. Just. None. —Wes M.
Gabe
“Wear the dark jeans.”