Mac lay on the sofa with her eyes closed and a soft smile on her face. One thing she never expected from moving in with Harm were the serenades.
The man was damned good with a guitar and often used it as a way to unwind playing different tunes both familiar and invented ones. Harm could sing too but, what she enjoyed the most was hearing him just play. His fingers would move over the strings with precision, sometimes making a squeaking sound when his fingers slid over the fret board.
She sighed happily and just listened letting the music take her away from the tumultuous day she had at work. When he suddenly stopped, Mac propped her head up to find Harm watching her with interest. "Something wrong?"
Harm grinned. It was that sexy, self satisfying egotistical fly boy grin. "Nothing wrong. You seemed very relaxed. It's cute."
"Cute?"
"Yeah, cute." He played a few more notes, specifically the start of some Zeppelin's tune that she was familiar with. "You still wanna learn to play guitar?"
Mac shook her head. "Nah, I prefer to listen to you play it."
"I prefer what happens after I play it." Harm put the guitar aside and then moved over Mac, his body covering hers as they kissed. She moaned his name once a hand had snuck under her shirt to find the clasp of her bra.
