Zacky chuckled, pulling a chair up and sitting across from her. He helped her place her hands where they needed to be and smiled at her. "Strum," he said.
Zacky smiled and leaned forward, kissing her forehead. "It's okay," he said. "It's gonna take some time, but you'll get it eventually." He decided to start with individual notes, helping her learn all the notes and how to play them before he decided to let her try another chord.
Annabelle set Zack's guitar back on the wall, purposely unbuttoning her dress shirt until her cleavage and bra were visible. "You know we've never had sex in here," she mumbled. "Do you want to change that?"