Smiling, he let his fingers trail from her cheek to her hair. Damn he liked how soft and shiny her hair was! Riley couldn't ask more, he thought. Brigid was smart, funny, beautiful and interested in him. Even more, she knew about his passion about music and didn't think he was crazy.
He left the bed and moved over to the shelves where his radio was. A specialist had long ago transformed the device so it wouldn't break at the first spark of Magic going around and Riley put in one of his favorite compilation of sonatas there were. Cello, piano, some violin played very softly brought an even wider smile on his face. He didn't want the music to take all the place in the room, just enough to accompany them.
He offered his hand to Brigid. "Want to dance?" he asked. He much preferred to be dancing slowly, close to her than being like that on the bed. It was a matter of time before he'd get all sorts of ideas going through his mind.