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phone out. “Give it to me.”
    Reciting it slowly, he watched her save it, her brow furrowed in concentration. She gave him an undecipherable look before she left him. He watched her lovely ass sway as she sashayed into Elise’s house, wondering where she was going and when he’d get to kiss her again.

Chapter Four
    Her music was sacred.
    Even when KT wrote pop songs for Jamila, she’d taken her music seriously. She had focus, and no one interrupted her for threat of loss of life.
    But today as she began to play her concerto, her mind wandered. Instead of rewriting the end of the middle section, which still wasn’t quite right, she thought about Chance.
    She thought about kissing Chance.
    She wasn’t a stranger to kisses. She may have liked her privacy, but she wasn’t a prude. Her first kiss had been at a party in Mick Jagger’s home. She’d been ten, and the nephew of some other guest had cornered her behind a zebra-print curtain.
    Chance kissed much better than that boy.
    Her music took a turn, infused with passion borrowed from the memory of Chance’s lips on hers. Soft and lingering at first, a hushed focus that built into the promise of erotic completion.
    She played faster, humming along, her fingers almost stumbling over themselves as her music fell into place. The piano sang with unrestrained desire, a need that thundered through her, too.
    It ended on a sudden, startling note. KT sat there, breathing hard, her heart pounding. And then she grabbed her pencil and began scribbling the notes, replaying what her fingers had done in her head, and she scrambled to get it all down.
    The front door opened.
    She turned around to glare at whoever entered. “What the hell? I’m working.”
    Her mom stood in the doorway, looking every bit the rock diva in torn jeans and a vintage Beatles T-shirt tied at the waist. She had bracelets up her arms, rings on her fingers and toes, and big hoop earrings. Her hair streamed down her back. It should have looked ridiculous on a woman her age but on Lara Taylor, it was perfect. KT felt the combination of love, admiration, and envy she always felt for her mother.
    Until Lara spoke. “Karma, are you a lesbian?”
    KT sputtered incoherently. “Mom.”
    Her mom closed the door and stepped into the cottage. “There’s nothing wrong with it, sweeting. In my day, I kissed a girl or two myself.”
    “ Mother. ”
    “I don’t know what you expect me to think.” She trailed her fingers on the piano keys before resting her elbow on the top and propping her chin up. “You clearly aren’t interested in seeing men.”
    That wasn’t entirely true. She was very interested in seeing Chance again—in public or private.
    She thought about their deal. It wasn’t as much a deal as it was insanity. Pretend to date? It couldn’t work.
    Except maybe … Because if he could kiss her that convincingly before they had a deal, just think of how he’d kiss now that they had an agreement.
    She looked at her mom. She wasn’t sure she could lie to her, no matter how crazy the woman was driving her.
    Lara returned her gaze pleasantly. “Have you thought about what you’re going to wear on stage when you perform, Karma?”
    “I’m seeing someone, Mom,” she blurted.
    Her mom just stared. “I think I need to get my hearing checked, because I thought I just heard you say you’re seeing someone.”
    Her face flushed hot. It wouldn’t be a lie if she and Chance actually did see each other a few times. It wasn’t like she said she was going to have his babies or anything. They’d “go out” a few times and then she’d break up with him. Or vice versa. Whatever. “You didn’t hear wrong.”
    “A man?”
    “No, a vibrator.” She rolled her eyes. “Of course, a man, Mom. Geez.”
    Lara shrugged. “It never hurts to ask for clarification. What’s his name?”
    “Chance Nolan.”
    “Oh, I like it.” Her eyes became dreamy. “He sounds yummy. Does he have good hands?”
    KT covered