Touched by the Music by Carson Mackenzie

Author:Carson Mackenzie [Mackenzie, Carson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CM Books LLC
Published: 2020-05-19T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Olivia

AFTER BEING UPSTAIRS in my room, going over sheet music for an hour, I headed downstairs for a much needed break. As I reached the halfway mark on the stairs, the aroma of food hit me, and my stomach growled. Whatever Gina had fixed smelled delicious.

With my mind on food, when I reached the landing, the doorbell rang, and I opened the door without a second thought to who would be on the other side. Then I stood frozen to my spot and struggled to gain speech because of the man on the stoop who was in the process of pulling a shirt over his head.

It didn’t take him long to get the sleeveless t-shirt down, but I’d gotten a fair glimpse of him. Enough to notice that he was in shape. Excellent shape. His chest was broad, then his waist tapered in. He had a six-pack with a dark brown trail of hair leading into the waistband of a pair of black gym shorts.

When he spoke, I had to look up to view his face. Even with a healing cut above one eye and what looked like a bruised cheek, he was good looking. Beautiful in fact, but I didn’t think he’d appreciate that sentiment if I spoke it out loud. Not that I gained the ability to speak. His hair was a deep brown and a little long and curled at the tips. He had facial hair to match, but it was shaved close and neat.

The man was the full package, but his eyes were what mesmerized me the most. They were brown and so dark in color they could be considered black.

He was staring at me with his eyebrow cocked when I realized he must have spoken again.

I shook my head and tried to recall what he said. Something about picking up his mom.

“Oh, yes. You must be Gina’s son.” I remembered Gina had mentioned her car hadn’t started that morning, and her son would be picking her up. Dad and I both had offered to run her home whenever she was finished that evening, but she declined.

When Dad had hired her, and she first came to work for us, I’d been fifteen and called her Mrs. Moretti. After she’d been with us a year, she insisted we call her Gina because she considered us as her second family. Which I guessed wasn’t far off since she spent Monday through Friday from seven in the morning to six in the evening at our house. She might have been hired as a housekeeper, but she quickly became a godsend for my dad and me. We both were struggling with the loss of my mom and hadn’t realized how much until Gina had stepped into our lives. She didn’t walk in and try to take over the place. Her kindness and warmth made it easier for us to get through the days.

“That’d be me. If you tell Mom I’m here, I’ll wait for her in the car.”

“No. No,” I answered quickly, not ready to let Gina’s son leave my presence.

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