““He checked her face first to see if she was all right, then dropped his eyes to the keyboard. It was like someone had plugged him in. His eyes widened, his mouth dropped open, and he stretched his fingers. “Will you play it, Blake? Will you?” Livia almost jumped with excitement. Blake covered his smile. He nodded. Livia plopped the keyboard on the kitchen table, which was still moist from where he’d wiped it with the kitchen sponge. Blake kissed her and then spoke solemnly. “I’ll play it for you.””
