As it turns out, the man Andy fell in love with is more of a mystery than she first thought. When they give their relationship another chance, it's not long before Lex's secrets begin to unravel, threatening their happily ever after.
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The instant his fingers pushed the first keys, I knew he was an exceptional player. 'A little' my ass... I didn't dare to say a thing, bewitched by the perfect notes and the soft tunes. I knew the melody, it was a famous one, but I couldn't name it or its composer. It really was worthy of a queen, though.
He played for a moment, his fingers working on their own, remembering the music even though he hadn't played in a while. I watched as that magnificent man played for me, his strong hands hitting the keys delicately, his expression relaxed, as if all this was ridiculously easy for him. He'd sometimes look at me, and a smile always appeared on his lips when he did.
When he hit the last note, keeping it until the room became silent again, I had fallen in love with him all over again. There was just something about musicians that was irresistible. God, I wanted to suck him dry so badly.
As I said, my periods were really making me sex-crazed.
"It was beautiful," I told him, still not over the fact that he was such a gifted musician. The man could truly do it all.
"It was all for you."
Unable to resist, I moved to his side, and grabbing his face, I lowered to give him a tender kiss. Lord, I loved him so much.
"Could you show me your old bedroom?" I asked innocently when I pulled away. I was curious to see it, since it would reveal a lot about kid Lex, but I also wanted some privacy and a room that locked.
Rising from the stool, he extended his hand for me to take it, and led us out. With our fingers intertwined, we climbed two sets of stairs, went to the other wing of the mansion, and stopped in front of a door. It was like every other door, nothing special about it, nothing to indicate it has been a little boy's room.
He hesitated for an instant before grasping the handle. Turning it, he opened the heavy panel, unveiling a dark room. With an accustomed gesture, he flicked the lights on as he entered. I followed swiftly, curious to see what was inside.
The room was extremely neat and tidy, with actually barely any personal items. There were a few shelves with comic books, which was very much something I'd expected, and on the opposite wall, there was a large glass cabinet with trophies on it. The desk was almost empty except for a pot with a few pens and a leather pad. I couldn't see any trunk or chests where toys would be. Everything had probably been moved to the attic, since none of it was necessary anymore.
"It's a shame they emptied the room, I was looking forward to seeing how young Lex occupied his days," I admitted.
"It's exactly as I left it."
Oh, fuck...
Once again, I'd managed to put my foot in my mouth. Looking around the room, I examined it with a new perception. Apart from the comics and the trophies, this didn't look like a kid's room. It was more of a luxurious prison cell. My baby truly had grown up in an austere environment...
