Part 2

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"Tell me something about yourself."

I wasn't really phased by his question, seen as he had told the owner of the bed & breakfast we were married.

"Well... Today is my birthday. I turn 20."

I didn't know what to tell him about myself. I didn't think there was anything special.

"Whoa, congratulations. Sorry you have to spend it here with me.", he said.

I felt myself blush.

"Thank you... and I have no problem with you." I said.

"I really don't have a problem with you either. I'm not so tired anymore. Do you mind if I jam for a little while?"

He picked up an acoustic guitar he'd neatly placed next to the window. I hadn't even noticed it before, but maybe I was just used to seeing him walk around with a guitar.

"Go ahead", I said.

After strumming for a while, he stopped and looked at me as I was removing my eye makeup.

"Hey, do you play... anything?" he asked.

"I'm trying to play guitar every now and then", I said quietly. I felt dumb saying that to a talented musician. To my surprise I could see a slight smirk on his lips.

"I've heard you. I would love to jam with you sometime."

Hearing him say that made me feel a slight warmth in my body. In my stomach and my chest, to be exact.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry I don't have my guitar with me..." I stuttered.

"It's all good, don't worry. I won't forget you. We'll have time", John said with a slight smile on his face.

My glance turned to him. He started strumming the intro to Breaking The Girl, my favourite song. Every time I heard it, I felt butterflies flying around in my stomach.

I noticed no flaws in his appearance whatsoever. The truth is, this wasn't the first time I'd looked at him, admiring his gorgeous features.

After a while he stopped playing. He put his guitar away and moved onto the bed, resting on it while looking up at the ceiling.

Suddenly I realized something. There was no private bathroom, just one in the lobby. I had to change, I couldn't go to sleep in my jeans, after all. I'd have to change here. I had to say something to John.

"Uhm... Do you mind if I change here? It's just that the bathroom is in the..."

"Go right ahead", he said. I couldn't help but notice his quick glance. The way he looked at me was slightly different than before. I couldn't really tell how, though. He politely turned away.

I was now wearing only my underwear. I sat on the bed. I quickly looked at John. He didn't look at me directly, but I noticed his slight glance.

He took off his Velvet Underground shirt. I couldn't help but to quickly take a look at his torso.

"Now we're even. I want you to feel comfortable, especially on your birthday."

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