“Watching you play a piano would be like watching porn.” This makes him smirk. “Is that what you’d like to watch me do?” “Frankly I’d watch those hands flip through an encyclopedia if it was my only option.” “It’s not your only option.” These words land seductively between us. “But sure.” He lifts a finger, pretending to flag down the waitress. “They probably have a book behind the bar somewhere.”
