The song ended, the music fading along with his voice. The way that she was sitting in her chair, told him he'd had her rapt attention and he appreciated that about her. As far as he could tell, she wasn't just pretending to enjoy it to kiss ass. The expression on her face appeared sincere.
He laid his guitar on the bed, his touch gentle, and then he turned his attention to her. "Like it?" he asked, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees. It brought him that much closer to her. A strand of her hair caressed her cheek and he reached to brush it back from her face.