The music shop owner was still eagerly pitching pianos when he gave Henry a nudge.

"Mr. Haskins, meet our finest piano instructor. Why don't you let him show off the instrument's sound quality for you?"

Fitch's gaze lingered on Henry for just a second before he nodded, setting Nolan down on a tiny couch nearby.

With a polite smile, Henry took a seat at the piano bench and his fingers began to dance across the keys.

Henry had studied abroad, and his piano skills were indeed impressive.

As the last note of his piece faded, Henry rose to his feet only to be greeted by his phone's ringtone; Zoey was calling.

Fitch was engrossed in examining a piano, so Henry stepped aside to speak in hushed tones.

"Zoey, what's up?"

"Hey Henry, I left my purse in your car. Mind if I swing by the music shop to grab it?"

"Sure thing, I'll wait for you out front."

While the shop owner continued to engage Fitch, Nolan's attention never wavered from Henry, which made Henry feel slightly uneasy.

The phone buzzed again, signaling Zoey's arrival. Seeing Fitch in the midst of closing the deal, Henry pushed open the glass door and stepped out onto the sidewalk.

Zoey had hailed a cab and greeted Henry with a smile as she got out.

"Where's your car? Totally slipped my mind when I stepped out."

walked over to his

sight of the music shop's interior through a large display window, and her

on the couch, his expression shifting in an

he was looking at her, Zoey quickly diverted her

"I'm off then, Henry."

about dinner tonight to

good, I'm

the words left her lips, Henry stepped closer and

guard by the sudden

three seconds, Henry released her and

get married, but I really like your spirit.

her mouth but found herself

to the

Child still watching. She quickly bad

back, not wanting

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it, Henry.

you're

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understand. Let's spend

sigh of relief, Zoey clutched her purse and climbed into a taxi parked nearby. Inside

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