Chapter 16

Derrick's eyes narrowed as he concentrated on what I was saying. I didn't care about the piano, which is why I wasn't talking about it. I observed him grasping the wine glass stem once more, and this time, I was able to see the white of his own knuckles.

"Perhaps I will play something for you once you have finished eating." I nearly choked on the meal I had been consuming as he continued to rouse me. "Now that you've said it, I'm very certain you would appreciate the way my fingers reach the right notes too." His eyes sparkled, and I swallowed. He seemed unafraid of what...