With his eyes still on her, Alex placed his fingers on the piano and resumed the song. And like that, he was gone again. Soaring away from her. “You play better than your brother, that’s for sure,” she said when he finished, remembering Gideon plunking piano keys in her library. “Oh? Has he been serenading you?” The playfulness of the question couldn’t hide the edge in his voice. Before she could answer, he closed the fallboard, and the keys disappeared.
