"Sounds lovely. Please think of me if you ever need piano accompaniment," he said with a chuckle at his own prowess. "I see, well why don't you tell me what kind of girl you are, though, i'll happily take anything you're willing to give me."
"Oh now, a piano! That would be somethin', it's usually just strings and drums for us," she said with a happy smile. "I ain't never sung with a piano before." Her teeth sank into her bottom lip for a moment more, thinking it over. "I'm a girl who doesn't mind using her hands and mouth to give my audience something sweet," she finally said, looking up to him shyly.
“Technically…pianos have strings,” he chuckled softly. “Perhaps we’ll have to give that a go, then,” he suggested. A low chuckle rolled out of his throat, “we’ll love, don’t let me stop you.”
She crinkled her nose at him. “You know what I mean, darlin’,” she protested playfully. Her heart pounded in her chest. “Get me out of here safely and you won’t even have a chance to stop me,” Lucy Gray said with a grin, leaning up to brush her lips to his jaw.

















