Secrets From the Grave by B. L. Brunnemer

Author:B. L. Brunnemer [Brunnemer, B. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-31T00:00:00+00:00

I walked out onto the balcony as the sun started to set. Ethan was sitting on the patio couch, writing something in a notebook. I tried to peek over his shoulder as I sat down next to him.

He flipped the notebook over before I ever got a chance. “Hey, Beautiful.”

“What are you working on?” I asked, curling my knees under me.

He closed his notebook and set it down out of my reach. “Just a… side project.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Do I get to see it?”

He grinned. “Maybe.” He looked over his shoulder through the window into the living room. “Where are the guys?”

I slipped my sandals off. “They went to pick up some dinner and bring it back.”

His eyes ran over me. “You didn’t want to go?”

I shook my head. “Nope. I’m going dancing with Miles tonight, I figured I’d stay off my feet for a bit.”

Ethan twirled his rings. “Wait here.” He got up and headed inside taking his notebook with him. I stretched out on the couch and relaxed.

It wasn’t long before he came out with his guitar case. “I’ve got something for you.”

I sat up as my stomach knotted. Whenever Ethan brought his guitar case with him it meant only one thing, singing practice.

I was glaring at the guitar case as Ethan opened it. I took a breath and shifted to sit with my feet on the floor.

Ethan looked up at me, his grin fading. “Lexie…”

“There’s no point in practicing, Ethan,” I said, my heart sinking. “My voice hasn’t improved in months.”

Ethan grinned as he took a couple of sheets of paper out of the case along with his guitar. He handed me the music sheets then moved to sit on the coffee table in front of me. “I think you’ll like this.”

“This isn’t a good idea,” I muttered as I kept my gaze on the papers in my hand.

“Come on, Beautiful,” he said gently as he shifted the guitar on his leg so he could lean closer. “I wrote this for you. It should be in your range.”

My eyes shot to his. “You wrote this?”

His cheeks darkened on his tan face. “Yeah, and it should fit your new voice perfectly.”

I looked away from him and chewed on the corner of my lip. How could I say no to that? I really wanted to but… he wrote it. I just didn’t want to hear my voice straining to reach a high note. Not again.

“Lexie…” His low smoky voice had me turning back to him. His eyes were warm as they met mine.

“I haven’t sung in months,” I reminded him.

“I know. But try for me. Please?”

Heart aching, I nodded.

He sent me a reassuring smile as he strummed the first few notes. I focused on the music in front of me.

The song was beautiful. It was about crashing and burning only to rise again from the wreckage. The lyrics made my eyes burn as he played the guitar. My voice went with the music, never straining, always in my range.

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