Lavender had been too lost in her own little world of music to notice Malachi’s arrival at first. Startled, she jerked her head up, away from the focus of the strings of her instrument to see the artist sitting in front of her. The music stopped.
“Oh, hi there,” she smiled brightly, happy to see those brown eyes again and relieved that he wasn’t going to stand her up. He was still just as cute, even more so without the obstruction and distraction of an easel between them. “You caught me off guard, that or... you’re just real good at sneaking up on people?” She grinned.