When the last note faded—a single C, the same one she had started with, held until the strings stopped trembling—Leo realized his hand was covering hers on the keys.
Because love without lust becomes caretaking. And lust without love becomes loneliness. But together? Together, they are the only music worth making.
When the last note faded—a single C, the same one she had started with, held until the strings stopped trembling—Leo realized his hand was covering hers on the keys.
Because love without lust becomes caretaking. And lust without love becomes loneliness. But together? Together, they are the only music worth making. A Couple-s Duet of Love Lust