Ava put her hand over her mouth to contain her laughter. She shut the door quietly behind her and continued to watch Flack until he spun around and discovered her watching him.
He blushed furiously and his eyes went wide. "Ava. Hi."
Ava laughed as she finally moved into the room. "Hey. How's it goin'?" she asked teasingly.
He glared at her as he reached over to turn the stereo down. "You got off work early."
"Yes, I did. And I tried calling you to let you know that. But I guess you didn't hear the phone ring," she grinned. Slipping her shoes off, she climbed up onto the couch, perching on the arm as she rested her feet on the cushions. "I have to say, I'm not a bit upset about surprising my boyfriend while he was playing air guitar in his living room in his pajamas." She grabbed the t-shirt from the back of the couch and tossed it at his chest with a wink.
Pulling the shirt over his head, he rolled his eyes. "Well, I'm just not as good at the real thing; this was more fun."
"You play?"
He shrugged. "Not much. Just a little bit that friends have taught me."
She smiled, enjoying learning new things about the man she loved. "You'll have to show me sometime."
Flack held up a finger and walked out of the room and down the hall, returning a minute later with a guitar in hand. "This thing hasn't come out of my closet in months, so don't laugh," he said as he sat down on the couch.
Ava smiled down at him as he poised his fingers over the strings. As he began to play, she closed her eyes and let the music fill her from.
He never faltered, even as he missed a few notes, making the song so much more beautiful. When he was finished, Ava opened her eyes and slid down the arm of the couch, folding her legs in the small space between them. "That was lovely." Don blushed but smiled. "Will you play something else?"
He nodded. "For you, always."