“Where?” “It turns out that Marcus shares my love for all things classical music, and he thought he’d surprise me by taking me to the symphony. That’s why Stefan called me in. He heard me showing off for Marcus with Dominique’s cello after the concert.” Daniela turned in my direction, and the approval in her expression made my cheeks heat. I was blushing. Blushing. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d blushed—if ever. But here I was all red-cheeked and embarrassed because she thought I was good enough for her son.
