There was that adorable blush again, tinting his skin a wonderful shade of pink that made her want to tease him with a laugh and give him a hug; neither was something she could really do just yet though. When they knew each other better, certainly, but for now she still felt she had to be careful about how far she took her usual teasing repertoire.
"I love this music," she revealed, hoping to put him back at ease after the way he'd seem to scramble for an answer. "Jazz really does speak to the soul. I didn't appreciate it much growing up, I only really listened to your standard Top 40 radio tracks, but my husband really introduced me to it. He grew up in New Orleans and jazz was just a part of his everyday life. I never really understood it until we went to stay with his family for a few months. Every night we'd go out and listen to live music and it was just... It changed me."
Now it was her turn to blush, something she didn't do easily, and she shook her head before giving him a slightly worried look. "Sorry, I tend to sort of babble when I talk about that part of my life. Does it make you uncomfortable, me talking about my husband like that? It's okay for you to say if it does, I won't be upset." Not everyone was interested in hearing her stories about the late love of her life, and she didn't want to bother Steve with them if it did make him uncomfortable at all. She didn't think it would, he honestly didn't seem the type, but she still had to ask.
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"I love this music," she revealed, hoping to put him back at ease after the way he'd seem to scramble for an answer. "Jazz really does speak to the soul. I didn't appreciate it much growing up, I only really listened to your standard Top 40 radio tracks, but my husband really introduced me to it. He grew up in New Orleans and jazz was just a part of his everyday life. I never really understood it until we went to stay with his family for a few months. Every night we'd go out and listen to live music and it was just... It changed me."
Now it was her turn to blush, something she didn't do easily, and she shook her head before giving him a slightly worried look. "Sorry, I tend to sort of babble when I talk about that part of my life. Does it make you uncomfortable, me talking about my husband like that? It's okay for you to say if it does, I won't be upset." Not everyone was interested in hearing her stories about the late love of her life, and she didn't want to bother Steve with them if it did make him uncomfortable at all. She didn't think it would, he honestly didn't seem the type, but she still had to ask.