Composing Love by Audra North

Author:Audra North [North, Audra]
Language: dan
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance, category, musician, film maker, San Francisco, composer, violinist, hipster, Audra North, Composing Love, entangled, Lovestruck
ISBN: 9781502541390
Amazon: 1502541394
Barnesnoble: 1502541394
Publisher: CreateSpace Publishing
Published: 2013-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

She kissed Chris.

It wasn’t actually the way it had felt—like her entire body was on fire and he was both the cause and the cure—that had shocked her. Sure, she’d never felt anything like that before. Rather, what had surprised her the most was that the same dissonant notes, beautiful in their discord, that had ricocheted through her mind the first night they’d met, rang again in her mind as she’d kissed him, and in that moment it had felt like the greatest sound she’d ever heard.

It subscribed to none of the rules of “good” music that she’d learned growing up, and yet…she never felt as good as when she heard it. When he brought out that music in her.

Was that who Chris was to her? Appealing, but wrong?

He never seemed to do what she expected, but he wasn’t wrong. He hadn’t fired her. He hadn’t pushed himself on her, despite the lust she’d seen on his face. She was the one who had made the first move.

But it made no sense. This wasn’t the way things were supposed to go. She was supposed to find someone who fit all her requirements and would never make her want to do something crazy.

She still wasn’t sure whether he liked her. He’d said no, then he’d said yes, then he’d said he liked the version of her that he knew was inside. The one who had written that wild music that she never shared with anyone.

The wild music that he inspired in her.

The confusion bubbled out of her, making her stop just when they reached the waterfront and blurt out, “I still don’t understand. Do you like me or not? For me. Not the me I can be, but for the me I am.” She sighed and shrugged. “Now I’m the one being confusing.”

He gave a frustrated laugh, “It’s not about liking you or not liking you or—” He stopped, turning away from her to look out at the Pacific and ran a hand through his hair. “It’s about doing something because you feel it. Throwing convention out the window and going for what you want. Not being like everyone else, standing out—that’s just who I am.”

“But how can you always stand out? It seems impossible. Not to mention exhausting. Besides, why would you want to? There has to be some sort of balance between conforming and rebelling.”

Especially when it’s rebelling just for the sake of rebellion.

He glanced at her sideways, one corner of his mouth turned up in amusement. She wasn’t oblivious. She knew he was mocking her for being so far on the other end of that particular spectrum from him. She huffed out a laugh. “Fine. I get it. I’m not exactly the best example of balance. But I have a good reason for that.”

“And what is that reason?”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

He laughed then, too, but it was a tired, resigned sort of laugh, and he kept staring out at the waves, not looking at her.

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