NovelEnglishChapter 410 A Moment of Tenderness And just like Tessa expected-Landon showed up not long after.
As he crossed paths with Avery, the other man gave a quiet nod and said, "Take good care of her.
Then he walked away-calm, unburdened.
Landon didn't need to hear a word of what they'd said. He already knew.
He didn't flinch as he passed Avery. No glares. No growls. Just stone silence as he made his way over to Tessa and sat beside her.
She hit the last note and turned toward him.
"You found me. What happened to Ysabel and the others?" "They're at the club-dancing, drinking, doing their thing. You don't need to worry about them." Silvermoon Estate had its own built-in club, full of food, music, and high-end distractions. A favorite for nobles with too much tand money.
Landon took her hand in his. His touch was firm and familiar.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You never stop surprising me, Tessie. Piano? Really? You've got layers." "Wantto play something for you?" she asked, smiling.
"Yeah. Play 'Marry Me' for me," he said.
Right now, that's all he wanted to hear.
Tessa didn't hesitate. She pulled out her phone, quickly searched for the Marrysheet music, and propped it up on the stand.
"This is my first tplaying it," she warned with a teasing smile. "If I mess it up, you're not allowed to laugh." She was decent at the piano-but it wasn't her focus. And this piece, while beautiful, was still unfamiliar. Landon just shook his head.
"Laugh? Never. You're perfect to me." And he meant it. However the song sounded, if it cfrom her, he'd listen forever.
Her fingers began to glide over the keys-delicate, sure.
She played their song. A wedding dream, just for him.
Landon didn't say a word. He sat right beside her, eyes locked on her. She looked different like this-so quiet, so lovely.
God, how do I protect something like this without holding on too tight? As the second section began, Landon reached out and rested his hands on the piano.
Chapter 410 A Moment of Tenderness He joined her. Four hands on one instrument.
Tessa turned in surprise.
He did barely. Just two years of lessons as a kid. But with the Obsidian Crystal Wolf blood in him, he didn't forget things as other people did. Notes and patterns burned into his neurons like starmaps.
And this piece? Wasn't all that hard.
Together, they played. No words. No hesitation. Just fingers and rhythm.
And when the last note drifted into silence-they looked at each other and smiled.
No practice. No prep. But somehow, they moved like they'd done this a hundred times before.
"You know how to play piano?" she asked, raising a brow.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe never would've guessed-he didn't seem like the type to waste ton something so... refined. "Two years of lessons." "That's it?" "Yep." "Mr. Thorne- "Landon," he cut in, voice smooth as silk. "We're past that, aren't we? 'Mr. Thorne' sounds way too formal." Tessa laughed, flustered. Her cheeks pinked.
"Okay, Landon. I just... I think you're really gifted. If you'd stuck with it, you could've been a real pianist." "I never cared about being a pianist," he said, voice dropping. "But......." "But what?" she asked, eyes narrowing in curiosity.
He reached over, fingers grazing her collarbone-right where his teeth had marked her that morning.
"My wolf, Flex, thinks your skin is a living piano. And he'd rather play you than any set of keys."
His breath hit her ear, warm and electric. And just like that, the m memory of their bodies tangled together crushing back. Her face burned.
"Is that Flex talking? Or is that you?" Landon laughed low in his throat.
"There's no difference. What he wants-I want."
Inside him, Flex was already pacing with impatience. All he wanted was to pull Emma away and disappear into a space where nothing existed but skin, scent, and heat. "Watch it. We're still outside, Tessa whispered, giving him a warning look that was way too soft to be 10:06 Thu, 5 Jun Chapter 410 A Moment of Tenderness threatening.
Her modesty was back-sweet, hesitant, delicate. It drove Landon absolutely wild.
He pulled her in, one arm locked around her waist as he stood, lifting her up with with him "Enough of the social hour. You've been theirs long enough. The rest of tonight... is mine." +8 Pears
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