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The candles cast a soothing light, but the area was generally shrouded in darkness, much like Luke.
He closed his eyes and made love to her with music, joining them in his thoughts without realizing it. Each note was a brush, a caress, a present for her. The song was his love message, which he could never completely express, but this instrument could and did, the music rising with his own passion.
That night, his fingers flitted across the keys, pouring emotion and fire into his concerto, picturing her in his imagination, her beautiful dark hair cascading around him like a silken, flaming cascade.
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