habit.
"Hi, Sean, this is Toni, Nicole's friend," she said in a bubbly voice.
"Oh, hi Toni."
Why was she calling me? Then a disturbing thought struck me. What if something had happened to Nicole? The color drained from my face as I waited for her to speak.
"Do you have a minute? I have a huge favor to ask you."
She had my interest.
CHAPTER 9
Nicole Baker
I opened the oven door and peeked inside. The cheese on my lasagna hadn't even started to bubble yet. It would be another hour or so. Perfect. That would give Toni and me time to practice before dinner. I heard a knock on the door.
"C'mon in, Toni, its open," I shouted as I hastily wiped my hands on a dish towel before turning to greet her. Only, it wasn't Toni standing in my doorway. It was Sean. He has his violin in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other. To say I was shocked was an understatement.
Sean smiled ruefully and said, "Toni called and said you needed some help with your music. She said you asked if I'd be willing to come over and help you with it."
I gritted my teeth. I was going to kill Toni. This was a new low for her. Not that I wasn't happy to see Sean, because I was. But damn it, she could've given me a warning or something. "I…"
My ringing cell phone cut me off. I dug it from my pocket and answered it. "Hello?"
"Hey, Nikki, so sorry to do this to you on such short notice, but something came up and I'm not going to be able to make it tonight. I found a very suitable replacement, though. Have fun. And you're welcome." She hung up before I had a chance to say anything.
I looked down at my phone and shook my head with disbelief. She was unbelievable. Slowly, I looked back up at Sean, who was hesitating at the door. God, he looked good.
"I'm sorry; I shouldn't have just shown up like this. I can leave if you want," he said.
"No, of course not, please, come in." I took the bottle of wine from him and closed the door. "I'd love to have you help me." He smiled and followed me into the kitchen. "Something smells good."
"I hope you like lasagna," I said, putting the wine in a bucket of ice to chill.
"It's one of my favorite dishes."
"Really?" I spun around to look at him and he nodded. His eyes sparkled and my heart fluttered. He had the most amazing eyes. I could spend hours getting lost in them. "Well, it'll be about an hour before it's done. We could practice until then."
"Sure."
I smiled and led him into the living room. He took a seat on the sofa and I sat beside him. I warmed up my voice while he prepared his violin. Within moments, he was playing so beautifully I almost forget to sing. When I did, my voice blended so perfectly with the dulcet tones of his violin. It was magical. My gaze was focused on Sean as we approached the part of the music I'd messed up on this morning. I breezed through as though I'd been singing this piece my entire life. Sean smiled and I felt my heart rate increase. I fought to keep my voice steady as my body heated and raced out of control toward some unknown, unfamiliar destination.
One look into his eyes and I knew. Passion, hot and thick burned between us. It was palpable. As soon as the last few notes of the music faded into the air, Sean practically dropped his violin to the floor, clutched my face in his hands, and kissed me. His tongue glided around mine, exploring my mouth with expertise, ratcheting my growing desire higher and higher with each flick of his tongue. I remembered what he said earlier about loving it when I grazed my fingers across the back of his neck, so I did it. He shivered from the contact and I moaned into his mouth.
Sean's hands left my face slipped around into my hair as he deepened the kiss. The sound of a loud beeping startled me and I jerked away from him. He looked as flustered as I did. It took a moment for me to realize what it was. Once I did, I jumped off the sofa and rushed into the kitchen. "The oven," I said, opening the door and saving my lasagna from
"Hi, Sean, this is Toni, Nicole's friend," she said in a bubbly voice.
"Oh, hi Toni."
Why was she calling me? Then a disturbing thought struck me. What if something had happened to Nicole? The color drained from my face as I waited for her to speak.
"Do you have a minute? I have a huge favor to ask you."
She had my interest.
CHAPTER 9
Nicole Baker
I opened the oven door and peeked inside. The cheese on my lasagna hadn't even started to bubble yet. It would be another hour or so. Perfect. That would give Toni and me time to practice before dinner. I heard a knock on the door.
"C'mon in, Toni, its open," I shouted as I hastily wiped my hands on a dish towel before turning to greet her. Only, it wasn't Toni standing in my doorway. It was Sean. He has his violin in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other. To say I was shocked was an understatement.
Sean smiled ruefully and said, "Toni called and said you needed some help with your music. She said you asked if I'd be willing to come over and help you with it."
I gritted my teeth. I was going to kill Toni. This was a new low for her. Not that I wasn't happy to see Sean, because I was. But damn it, she could've given me a warning or something. "I…"
My ringing cell phone cut me off. I dug it from my pocket and answered it. "Hello?"
"Hey, Nikki, so sorry to do this to you on such short notice, but something came up and I'm not going to be able to make it tonight. I found a very suitable replacement, though. Have fun. And you're welcome." She hung up before I had a chance to say anything.
I looked down at my phone and shook my head with disbelief. She was unbelievable. Slowly, I looked back up at Sean, who was hesitating at the door. God, he looked good.
"I'm sorry; I shouldn't have just shown up like this. I can leave if you want," he said.
"No, of course not, please, come in." I took the bottle of wine from him and closed the door. "I'd love to have you help me." He smiled and followed me into the kitchen. "Something smells good."
"I hope you like lasagna," I said, putting the wine in a bucket of ice to chill.
"It's one of my favorite dishes."
"Really?" I spun around to look at him and he nodded. His eyes sparkled and my heart fluttered. He had the most amazing eyes. I could spend hours getting lost in them. "Well, it'll be about an hour before it's done. We could practice until then."
"Sure."
I smiled and led him into the living room. He took a seat on the sofa and I sat beside him. I warmed up my voice while he prepared his violin. Within moments, he was playing so beautifully I almost forget to sing. When I did, my voice blended so perfectly with the dulcet tones of his violin. It was magical. My gaze was focused on Sean as we approached the part of the music I'd messed up on this morning. I breezed through as though I'd been singing this piece my entire life. Sean smiled and I felt my heart rate increase. I fought to keep my voice steady as my body heated and raced out of control toward some unknown, unfamiliar destination.
One look into his eyes and I knew. Passion, hot and thick burned between us. It was palpable. As soon as the last few notes of the music faded into the air, Sean practically dropped his violin to the floor, clutched my face in his hands, and kissed me. His tongue glided around mine, exploring my mouth with expertise, ratcheting my growing desire higher and higher with each flick of his tongue. I remembered what he said earlier about loving it when I grazed my fingers across the back of his neck, so I did it. He shivered from the contact and I moaned into his mouth.
Sean's hands left my face slipped around into my hair as he deepened the kiss. The sound of a loud beeping startled me and I jerked away from him. He looked as flustered as I did. It took a moment for me to realize what it was. Once I did, I jumped off the sofa and rushed into the kitchen. "The oven," I said, opening the door and saving my lasagna from
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