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“Well, I don’t care which way you look at it,
that situation is just jacked.”
    He didn’t move away from her and exhaled a soft breath. “It’s
strange,” he said. “But I have carried such bitterness within me from all of
that. For all these years, I have festered alone with it, along with my sorrow,
my loneliness. But look what happened. Because she stole my music, it found its
way to you. And you, in turn, found your way to me. I know it has been
harrowing, but do you regret the experience? Because I certainly do not regret
meeting you this night.”
    Melody looked up into his eyes and found herself moving
closer to him before she even realized she was doing it. “It’s definitely a
once in a lifetime kind of adventure,” she said with a smile. Her heart started
to thunder as he continued to gaze down at her, and she reached out to place
her palms tentatively against his chest. He felt solid and strong, like the
tower of refuge he had been for her during this entire bizarre event.
    “It was your sorrow that called to me,” she admitted quietly.
“The loneliness you speak of living with for all this time. I heard it when I
played that piece of music. I felt your pain because it was so similar to my
own. That music called to me, lived within me. I could feel you….” She ran her
hands down his torso slowly and shook her head. “Does that make sense?” She
looked back up into his eyes, acutely aware of how close he was to her. She felt
the warmth from his body, and she ached to be enfolded in that comforting
musical embrace once again.
    “None of this, in all reality, makes any kind of sense,” he
replied, his voice deep and hushed. “But what you speak of I, too, feel in a
smaller measurement every time I look into your eyes.”
    Her gaze traveled to his mouth and her heartbeat accelerated.
She wondered, if the man’s lightest touch was full of the most amazing music,
what would a kiss feel like? Was it bad to kiss a muse? A creature that, until
several hours ago, she had not known to exist? Was it bad to be so forward with
a stranger regardless of how incredibly sexy he was?
    As if in answer to her, Liron’s arms slipped around her
waist, pulling her closer against his chest. Lovely sounds filled her mind.
They chased away all doubt, all sadness, all pain. There was nothing but music,
and the sound of her pounding heart as it reacted to his nearness.
    And then a blaring, obnoxious siren of sound that jarred her
brain and broke the moment with a vengeance. Liron winced and shook his head.
Melody blinked rapidly and stepped out of his embrace.
    “What is that awful noise?” Liron muttered.
    Melody gasped as she looked over his shoulder. “Oh my gosh!”
she whispered. Half of his room had, once again, morphed back into the modern
décor of her house.
    Liron turned to see what she was looking at, but didn’t react
with as much surprise as she would have. “Is this your home?” he queried.
    “Yes,” she said, stepping forward. “This is what happened
when I came here. Only I was there, and I was peering in on you.” She pointed
to where she could see her piano. She frowned as she noticed rays of light
filtering in from the kitchen window. “Holy crap, what time is it? How long
have I been here? That noise is my alarm clock.” She turned to Liron. “What
happened? How did the gateway open again?”
    He stared into her living room for a moment before his
shoulders slumped in an almost indiscernible measurement. But she noticed all
the same. “Apparently, all you needed was something from your world, a
reminder, to bring you back home.”
    Relief rushed over her in waves, knowing that she was not
permanently stuck in some strange dimension, but hard on the heels of that
relief was disappointment. If she went back through the gateway, would she ever
be able to see Liron again? Or would that be the end of it? Like a strange and
beautiful dream?
    She turned to face him and saw the same