But the tune of her song, and the way she swayed and jerked along with it in a tantalizing display of musical prowess made him want to throw inhibitions and humility to the wind and just…dance.
The song ended almost as quickly as it had begun, and Rafael found himself missing the way the violin sat on her shoulder as she played, or the look of concentration that would mar her pretty face as she squeezed her eyes shut and focused on hitting the right notes.
Without realizing it, he’d made his way all the way across the street, and Rafael came back to his senses only a few feet away from the girl. This time, when she ceased playing, she did not bend to replace her violin, but instead stared up at him expectantly, that same, soft smile on her face that promised everything and nothing all in the same motion.