of discussion was safest. At her nod, he continued. âIâm hoping to organize an eventâa weekend thing. I already have a host of performers lined up, but when I heard you play, I knew I had to have you.â
Both pairs of eyes faltered on the suggestive tone of the last few words. Therin focused on the bridge he made with his fingers while Kianti shifted once more in her chair.
âIâd be honored,â she said, smiling when he looked up. âWeâll have to talk about the timeâschedules, locations and suchâ¦.â
âYouâll probably need to spend time in Vancouverâto practice at my place there. Get a feel for the venue⦠The pianoâs top-of-the-line but I donât profess to be a musician, soââ he smirked ââIâll leave things like tuning and pitch up to the professionals.â
âIâll check my schedule and we can go from there.â
âSounds good.â His gaze narrowed toward thewindow. âI didnât mean to disturb you so late in the day. Have you eaten?â
She pulled her legs out from beneath her and scooted toward the edge of the chair. âI was about to put something on. Iâd love it if you stayed.â
Again, the kiss resumed its place at the front of his thoughts. Therin knew a lengthier stay might not be the best idea.
âI shouldnât intrude on your night,â he said.
Kianti shrugged and toyed with a lock of her hair. âI usually spend the first few days after a performance holed up here just to get my bearings.â
âIs that something you usually do alone?â Therin averted his gaze as his voice dipped into a softer octave.
âYeahâ¦usually⦠Why?â She caught the smile he gave at her response.
He leaned back and propped an elbow to each arm of the chair. âYourâ¦entourage. Itâs hard to believe not one of them has made a play for you.â
âHmph.â Kianti grinned as though the summation wasnât a surprise to her. âFew people understand our dynamic. They nod and smile when I say weâre like family but no one really believes it.â She smiled off into the distance. âWe do tease each other relentlessly but we trust each other, love each other, stick up for and bully one another when we feel itâs necessary. But theyâve got their own love lives.â
âAnd you?â His bright stare was probing then, daring her to look away. âYou expect me to believe your work is all you need?â
âNo.â She shook her head slowly yet decisively. âThereâve been involvements.â She flopped back on thechair. âAny Google search couldâve told you that. But nothing has gone on in that area for years now. Soâ¦â Her tone sounded more refreshing then. âNo need to worry over being a home wrecker, Mr. Ambassador. Will you stay? Iâm a pretty decent cook.â
He smiled. âWhatâs for dinner?â
Vancouver, BC, Canada~
âThe old man wonât breathe a word about it,â Morgan Felts snapped when he slammed down his office phone.
âIs there anybody on his staff who might know why he wants to talk to Therin?â Peter Stanson asked.
âThe generalâs retired,â Vaughn reminded them while he sat on the edge of Morganâs desk and tossed a wad of paper back and forth. âMost of his staff is back in D.C. on other assignments.â
Gary Bryce turned from the coffee tray. âCould still be worth checking out,â he said. âSee if he made remarks about anything before he left his post.â
âHas Therin ever met with the general before?â Peter watched the other men shake their heads in response to his question.
Morgan threw a pen across his desk. âThis is weirdâan uncomfortable weird. Guess weâre stuck waiting âtil Therin gets back. Where the hell is he, anyway?â
âBeing real