My heart was absolutely full. I couldn't believe Liam had created this amazing place just for me. No one had ever supported me like that before. He believes in me. He really believes in me!

“You want to try it out?” He gave me a lingering hug before setting me down and briskly rubbing both my arms.

“God, yes!” I breathed, turned, and approached the sound booth. “Can you run the recorder for me?” I asked without looking up, totally absorbed. I meandered around the room, running my fingers along all the equipment as I cataloged everything I had to work with.

“Elijah showed me the basics.” Liam leaned casually against the wall, a twinkle in his eye as he watched me, giddy as a school girl with all my new toys.

“Yay!” I squealed, rubbing my hands together. “I know what I want to do.”

I walked into the soundproof room, and the door shut behind me with a barely audible click. Liam took his place behind the control center, settled his headphones over his ears. I sat on the stool under the microphone suspended from the ceiling and put my own headphones on. Reaching up, I pulled the mic down into place.

I looked out through the glass just long enough to meet Liam’s steady gaze. He gave me one of his rare smiles, his eyes radiating love. With a thumbs-up, he flipped several switches and started counting down with his fingers. 3-2-1. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and let the music in my mind take over.

My body stilled, and I opened my mouth and began to sing. First, I wordlessly hummed the harmony, running through the chorus. I cut off the last note and pointed at Liam. “Stop there and start a new track.”

He nodded, and we did it again, laying down a track for the first verse. “Okay, play the first track and then the second. One at a time. Record what I sing.”

“Got it… how do I play it?”

I smiled. He was trying. “Here.” I flipped a switch, dialed up the first track, and showed him how to switch between the two while piping the sound to my headphones.

“Okay. I really think I have it this time.”

“We’ll see.” I dropped a kiss on the back of his neck and went back into the sound room.

This time my mouth formed words. I sang the song of my heart, the one that had come to me in this very cabin while I’d sat on the porch next to Liam, drank the coffee he’d brought me, and we silently watched the sun come up together. I had never shared this song with anyone. It was the song I wrote for him.

I watched him as I sang. I saw the moment he realized what I was singing when he looked up at me. Our eyes locked, and he heard the words I had never been able to really say out loud.

The words poured from me, and tears ran down my cheeks. I sang straight from the heart. I sang of danger, loss, heartbreak, and pain before the coming of my redemption. As I neared the end, I had to hold back the flood of tears that threatened to overwhelm me.

The last note drew to a close and they finally came. I tore my headphones off and began to sob. I couldn’t believe the turn my lonely life had taken. I, Maggie Lane, had finally found someone as wonderful as Liam—someone who felt the same way about me. What were the odds of that? It’s not like my life was normal or simple or even safe! Julie certainly proved that.

“Maggie, that was amazing.” Liam came into the booth and knelt in front of me. I fell into his arms, spilling tears all over his shirt. “Mags, I have no words… that song.”

I sobbed harder, emotionally spent.

“Your song…” He pulled me up. “Come. You have to listen.” He took my hand and led me out to the switchboard. “Here, sit.” He sat me down, still sniffling and hiccupping, and put the headphones on me.

“Listen.” He played the harmony and overlaid my lyrics. My voice blended with itself, and the song in my head came to life. “It’s your best song yet.”

After the recent media blitz, my singles were charting higher than before, spending weeks on the top-40 list. I currently had three number-one hits. “This one is going to be unstoppable.”

I took the headphones off her, setting them on the sound board. “Maggie, this is it, right?”

“Yes, Liam, this is it.” She graced me with a beautiful smile. I leaned forward and kissed her, fusing us together, both of us still riding high on the adrenaline from her song.

The kiss turned from sweet to carnal, and I suddenly couldn’t get enough of her. My hands found the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, exposing her lace covered breasts to my view.

Maggie was not passive in anything she did. Just as eager as I was, her hands were busy tugging my shirt out of my pants, unbuckling my belt, and running her fingers up my chest.

I released her lips, dropped to my knees, and ran kisses down the slope of each breast, nuzzling between them. Gasping at my touch, she leaned forward and pulled my shirt over my head.” She dropped to her knees in front of me, and began tracing the muscles of my chest with her hands.

“I want you, Liam.” Following the line of hair down the center of my chest, she pulled my belt out from my pants and shoved them down over my hips until my engorged member popped free. “What is this?”

“Mmmh.” I gasped as she wrapped her fingers around me, sliding her palm from root to tip and back again as a groan leapt from my lips. Then she bent her gorgeous back, and her red curls spilled forward as she took me in her mouth. She arched her spine and bobbed up and down.

Fireworks started as her warm lips slid the length of my shaft over and over, pulling my release to the surface. “Stop! Stop!” I groaned. I reached down and pulled her up to me, until we were chest to chest. Then I rolled, taking her down to the floor on top of me.

I reached behind her to unhook her bra, and the straps immediately fell off her shoulders. Her milky white globes spilled into my waiting hands. Placing her knees on either side of my waist, she ground her center into me. She rode the ridge of my engorged cock, her mini skirt riding up her hips, and I almost lost it.

“Oohhhh.” She sat up straight and rolled her hips. With her face turned to the side, her arms stretched above her head, and her fingers tangled in her wild red curls.

“Babe… babe, you’re killing me.” I gripping her hips to still them, slid my hands up under her skirt, and hooked my fingers into her g-string panties. With a tug, the strings on the sides of her panties snapped, and I pulled them from her, baring her to my hungry view.

Shaved almost completely bare, there were only a few curls at the apex of her thighs. I threaded my fingers into her curls, and her moisture coated them as I gently slid them through. I found her nub, and my thumb glided over it. I felt it begin to swell. I traced her entrance with my fingers as my thumb continued to massage her clit. Dipping one finger and then two into her center, I moved them like scissors, stretching her walls, massaging her faster and faster.

“Liam!” She shouted, reaching up higher over her head, her chest heaving, her nipples hardening. Her cheeks flushed, masking the freckles sprinkled across them. A little bead of sweat ran down the hollow between her breasts and across her flat stomach, disappearing into the waistband of her mini skirt.

“Liam, I want…” she rushed out, “I want…”

“I know baby, I know.” I rubbed faster, feeling a rush of wetness flood my fingers and drip onto my belly. Reaching down with my other hand, I grabbed my cock and guided it into her welcoming center.

She rose up on her knees and then came down, seating herself on me. Her channel gripped me as she rode my cock, and I drove her higher and higher.

I felt my release. It was so close. The pressure began centered in my cock, and I felt myself swell. Sweat formed beads behind my knees, and my backside clenched as my hips bucked up into Maggie.

“Liam, I’m close. Oh God, I’m so close.” She twisted back and forth, trying to find her release, grinding harder and harder.

“Come for me, baby.” I thrust my hips faster, my thumb still circling her clit. “Come with me.”

“Unnngghhhhh…” Her spine stiffened and I felt her walls spasm around me, squeezing me until I couldn’t hold it in any longer. Finding my release, I rode the wave of my orgasm until we both collapsed, spent.