Page 41 of Love is a Harmony
Her expression faltered before she smiled and stepped away from him. “Well, I was sent out here to tell you the kids want to dance. So, husband, will you dance with me?” She held out a hand palm up.
He placed his hand in hers. “My wife is very demanding.”
“Oh, you have no idea.”
12
Melanie
A familiar song started as they entered the house.I Belong to Youwas a fan favorite because during concerts, Noah sat on a stool on stage with a single spotlight. In the background, Jo usually played a slow beat, and whatever guitarist they’d hired for the tour played. But the focus was on Noah.
Melanie’s father called it a crooner’s song.
And yet, it didn’t seem to fit here in this house where he wasn’t an international rock star. Where he was just Noah. Maybe she’d only forgotten who he really was.
Mari smiled in apology. “The kids made me put it on.” She laughed as her husband turned her into his arms, and they danced across the living room. The furniture was pushed to the walls, leaving a large space where the kids danced to the wrong beat.
Melanie gripped Noah’s hand more tightly. “I do like this one.”
He leaned in, his breath warm on her ear. “IstheMelanie Snyder admitting to liking my music?”
She flashed him a smile. The truth was she loved almost all of his songs. Ben’s band put on a show, and the stars themselves were the focus. Drew had his dancing. And even Dax, his music was about the musical accompaniment just as much as the songs. But Noah… his voice made him who he was, it made him known.
It both calmed and excited her.
You can’t forget this isn’t real. Not ever.
Those words protected her, kept her safe. Because she knew she could fall for Noah. He could be the first man since Justin to make her feel anything.
But she couldn’t get hurt again. She couldn’t let herself rely on anyone else.
That was why, as she slid her arms up around his neck, she didn’t meet his eyes. She didn’t want to know what she’d find there.
Noah pulled her arms down and took her hand, spinning her out before dragging her back to him. She threw her head back with a laugh. “You’ve got moves, Clarke.”
“Only for my wife.”
It was the second time he’d called her that, and the word sent a shiver down her spine.
He pulled her against him, his arms sliding across her back. She sighed into him, letting her body relax. “I’m not ready to go back to the real world.”
“You mean the world where I can’t walk down the street without people calling my name? The one where paparazzi follow me, knowing there’s a good chance they’ll get a scandal out of it? That world? Can’t say I’m exactly excited about it either.”
She lifted her eyes to his, noticing the tired circles under them. How had she not seen it before? Noah Clarke was scared.
Well, of course he was.
He was right. His world was crap, and he was about to bring Stella into it.
“You’re a nice guy, Noah.”
He looked to her in confusion.
She continued, “Yet, I have spent years cleaning up your messes. You’ve kept me busier than any other client.”
“I like to make you earn your paycheck.”
“Noah, be serious for a moment.”
