"I might." she said as she lovingly took her guitar, which had been her baby up til she had found out she was pregnant. She looked over at him and smiled, "I love you too." she replied before she started the painstaking task of tuning her twelve string acoustic guitar. It took her more time than it usually would since she was spending more time making sure she had it in the right key.
After a few more minutes she started playing a song that actually wasn't hers but it was one of her favorites. After a minute of just playing the guitar, which was a rather pretty melody she started singing:
On a dark desert highway,
Cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up a head in the distance, I saw a simmering light,
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim,
I had to stop for the night,
There she stood in the doorway, I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself this could be heaven or this could be hell
Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say:
Welcome to the hotel California.
Such a lovely place, Such a lovely face,
Theres plenty of room at the hotel California,
Anytime of year, You can find it here.
She stopped playing for a minute looking at him, "There I sang for you, happy?"