Watching her bop along, and trying to keep playing as it made the guitar wobble a bit on top of her legs, drove him to continue. He could tell she liked the song and wasn't just pretending. Who cared if anyone else liked it. It was for her. Holt only cared what Zinny thought. Although, he'd let Quinn hear it, and she danced around the living room saying it made her feel bouncy. His two favorite girls liked the song, and that was enough for him!
Holt leaned over the guitar to find her lips immediately after she'd planted a kiss on his cheek. "Thanks," he said in an almost shy tone. "It's all yours. Not that it'll ever end up on the radio or anything."