A shy, good - looking bartender with a famous father and an upcoming figure skater, who can't fight her lust for him...
Mona and Edison are perfect for each other.
All the mature scenes from Dancing On Thin Ice , here.
Enjoy!
When we entered the music room, I noticed that his eyes were travelling around, until they stopped on my piano.
Well, my father's piano, to be exact, but it doesn't count as his property since he left us, does it?
He was looking at it with shiny eyes and then turned to me:
-You're playing? He asked with a tiny shed of shyness.
-I do, but I am nothing special. I answered almost mechanically, trying to avoid the direct eye contact.
I felt my face starting to burn, as the thought of him asking me to play something crossed my mind...
I can't play for him, no. I am too shy to do this. And damn it, we all know if he asks, I won't be able to turn him down.
-Do you? I passed the question to him, trying to take the terrifying idea out of his mind.
-I used to play. I haven't since...
-Play for me? I asked almost automatically and then regretted it a second later, when I saw his reaction.
Damn, don't look sad, my beautiful angel....If I knew this question would fill your gorgeous green eyes with tears, I would never had asked.
But then the unexpected happened: Instead of doing what I was afraid of- ask me to play for him- he sat on the stool and started to play.
I automatically sat beside him, on the floor, as quick as I could, trying not to lose a second of his beautiful performance.
The melody was poetic. His delicate, long fingers were dancing on the keys so tenderly and softly that he was barely touching them.
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Damn it, is there anything this amazing man can't do? Or something he is bad at? Well, I don't think so...
Then he opened his mouth and started singing while piercing my eyes with his own...
"Love me tender, love me sweet.... Never let me go....
You have made my life complete... And I love you so.... Love me tender, love me true... All my dreams fulfilled... For my darling I love you... And I always will..."
He can't just sing that, can he? This song is not a random choice...
Really, Edison? First, you confess your feelings for me and now you're singing Elvis? Are you trying to kill me?
I thought to myself, feeling the sparkle inside me growing bigger...
EDISON'S POV
When we entered the room, my eyes met the piano almost immediately. I used to love playing the piano.
My loving mother taught me how to play when I was eight. And I fell in love with it as soon as I touched the keys for the very first time.
