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“Why don’t you take a seat? I’ll go get us a bottle of wine” With that, he turns and strolls toward the bar area Taking a seat, I have a perfect view of the stage A few non Blanc Pouring us both a glass, he sits next to ,” I murmur

“They say this is one of the best sounding classical concert venues in the world I took an elective in architecture and learned the side balconies are very shallow to avoid trapping orand statue-filled niches along three sides help provide excellent acoustics to essentially every seat”

“Wow, you are just a plethora of useless inforle

“It was an interesting class, but yeah, I’ve never needed to know that until now”

Everyone takes their seat as the cocktail portion of the evening is over While waiters scurry around taking dinner orders, a single violin starts to play on stage The melody is familiar, but I can’t place it

“It’s Bach Partita No 2,” he answers my unspoken question

“How did you knoondering as playing?

“Your eyebrows crease when you’re thinking, and you tilt your head slightly to the left,” he says, caressing my hand “I think it’s adorable”

“Glad to know I have a tell”

“Oh, sweetheart, you have quite a few”

“I do?”

“Don’t panic,” he teases

“So, what else do I give away?” I ask

“Nope, not telling,” he answers, a devilish s on his lips “I’ll keep thee”

“Leverage against what?”