Eye No this sounds like a very off the wall premise, but I was inspired by Prince's LoveSexy Piano Medley and the film Amadeus. It is 18th century, but there will still be some 1980s flare. It should be fun dropping P in a historical romance... based on LoveSexy... this is just a preview from the first chapter. Trying to test the waters... let me know what you guys think. Please also enjoy the video above it's absolutely one of the best.

Gonna mainly focus on P and the girls from the LoveSexy tour, Cat, Shelia, and Boni. Sorry, Miko, Levi, Fink, and the Horns... Girls First...Girls First Ha!

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"What is God to you?" A faint curl edged her lips beneath the lace that covered her face. The stark outline of red against the delicate floral etching intrigued him. He leaned into her body taking in the sweetness of her scent, the warmth of her breast. He felt her breathing quicken as he pressed himself against her, trying in vain to meet her eyes through the veil she wore. With a sudden jerk of her chin she looked away, the intensity of his gaze far too strong. Reaching out he softly brought her face back to meet his.

With a slight defiant whisper he spoke deeply. "I don't care who you are... I don't care how much money you throw at us... I'm not changing my show."

Finally finding the courage to meet his dark eyes the faint smile that once held steady behind her lace covering faded. "That is something I would never ask of you... but that still doesn't answer my question... what... is God?"

"Well what is God to you?" Again he pressed his body against her hoping to hear the small hitch as her breath would catch in her chest. He had always loved that sound, an uncontrollable reaction, their bodies betraying them at just the sight of him, the sound of his voice. Even though her frame was covered by tenuous cloth her reaction to him had been the same as all the others. She would try to compose herself, finding some strength in the barrier between them, but she faltered often and he knew eventually her veiled covering would slip off. He began to wonder just how much he could get from her before the lace dropped.

"Love... Love is God." Her words tumbled out slowly thoughtfully, her fingers tugging nervously at the leather straps on the coin purse she held in her lap. Waiting in silence for his answer, again she found the courage to face his gaze as it studied her trying to make out the curve of her features, the pink upon her golden cheeks as it's color deepened with every bit of pressure as he laid further upon her. Being this close to him was maddening and she tried with every ounce of will inside her to quell her trembling against him. Her veil would have to stay for now, but she had wondered just how much she could get from him once the lace dropped.

"And God is Love." He quipped quickly grabbing the leather bag from her hands. Leaning further into her, his lips met the soft fabric covering her mouth. A fragile moan escaped her as his tongue smoothed over silk. "Thank you ma'am." His words deep and effortless as his eyes raked over her hidden features one last time before slipping through the carriage door and into the night.