Chapter 4.

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        I hit the first note of the song and winched pulling my hand back. I had totally forgotten about my finger injury from yesterday helping Jonathan clean up the broken camera pieces.

        "Are you okay?" Steve asked looking at me. I nodded and waved my hand.

        "I'm good. I cant play though, Sorry." I looked down holding my hands in my lap.

        "It's alright, You can play for me some other time." Steve took my cheek in the palm of him handing, moving my head up to look at him. I felt the warmth of blood rising to my cheeks, bringing a red dust to them.
        He smirked and kissed my forehead. I widened my eyes in surprise, 'why did he do that?'


Sorry its short loves
         

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