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"Can I make you some breakfast?" I asked

He sreat"

The e flowed together in the room was bizarre I’ve never felt so at peace with a h we had only known each other for a short time it felt like we had known each other all our lives There was no stress or aardness between us I think he felt it too

"What’s on your schedule today?" I asked while buttering a piece of toast for hihly doubted that he had much free time left today

"I have to be back on set at ten" His eyes flickered up to ave him a brief smile I didn’t want him to think that his schedule would upset me

We discussed how to transfer him froet him from one place to another secretly The plan was that I would drive him halfway to so car that would drive him to the set His safety and my anonymity were the top priorities

Since our ti roouitar that was propped up on a stand in the corner He placed the guitar on his knee and gave it a quick stru pretty well

"I saw this on Monday when I was here but I didn’t get a chance to ask you Do you play or is this just a decoration?" he wondered, looking at me over his shoulder

"No, I play," I answered confidently, although I was far fros Sometimes I try to write ood of a songwriter," I ading nod "Play so for ot the better ofa total fool out of h at you" He crossed his heart with his fingers "I proht, let’s see if you can name this tune" I played the first few notes

"Easy! Pink Floyd," he said with a shed when he ave hi over Soon ere both singing together "We’re just two lost souls swiuitar out of ave rin and played a few chords

"This is souitar on his leg He started to play a beautifulwas intense; the lyrics resonated indeeper and deeper for him

I stared at him in awe as he let himself slip into his music My mind wandered into forbidden territory as I entertained illicit thoughts of tearing the guitar fro onto hi hands could hold ht feel onextre about it

"What did you think?" he asked when he finished his song The truth was that I was tingling in places where I hadn’t tingled in a long tirin broke on his face

While he returned uitar to its stand, I took off for the solace of my bathroom I locked the door behind rip on my emotions He was too unreal It would be so easy to fall madly, insanely, deeply in love with this, the blood throbbed in htly dizzy

Breathe Taryn Don’t do this to yourself! Stop it! When he leaves Seaport, you’ll never hear fro in my mind – do I allow myself to be carried away - to surrender completely and allohatever happens to happen or do I end it all now and avoid the devastating heartbreak that was likely and inevitable? I knew that I would be co with hih I could not resolve my dilemma now, I knew that sooner or later I’d have tohis things together and it was tirab his hand and drag hi the war