in a hundred words.

He slept over at our house. After I brushed my teeth and washed my face, he used the bathroom to shower. Before I could even leave the hallway, I heard his beautiful voice over the sound of the water. Entranced, I stayed by the side of the door as he sang.

I didn’t realize when the music was over. Peering at me through the wet hair in front of his eyes, face flushed, I was hit.

He leaned in to kiss me for the first time. It was perfect.  I knew his music would always be part of my life.