The Perfect moment
Just then, Eion stopped and stood up. A waiter gave him a guitar and he cleared his throat.
“I never sing, Snow, but for tonight, it’s only you and me. I’ll sing for you.”
I gasped at that. “Wait, you’re really going to sing?”
“Yes. I had been practicing for the past months. In the Philippines, did you know that it was their practice to sing your heart out with a guitar and go to the house of the person you are going to woo. It’s called harana.” He informed me. His hands were tuning the guitar and he was trembling a bit. I flashed him a smile and gave him a thumbs up to encourage him.
He nodded, “It may not be your house and we're on a ship right now but... I’m doing it. I hope you’ll enjoy this night, my love.” Saying that, he started to string the guitar and closed his eyes, opening his mouth to sing.
“When your legs don’t work like they used to before
And I can’t sweep you off of your feet
Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love