Chapter 149

Her boss was here? How can he still be in bed? At this hour? Surely he was late for work. Danica glanced at the piano, feeling cheated. Today was the day she was going to play. She didn’t have the nerve on Monday, and she longed to play. Today would have been the first time! In her head she heard Bach’s Prelude in C Minor. Her fingers tapped out the notes in anger, and the melody resonated inside her head, in bright reds, yellows, and oranges, a perfect accompaniment to her resentment. The piece reached its climax and then diminished to a close as she threw a discarded T-shirt into the laundry basket. Why did he have to be here? She knew that her disappointment was irrational. This was his home. But focusing on her disappointment distracted her from thinking about him. He was the first naked man she had ever seen, a naked man with vivid green eyes, the color of the still, deep waters of the ocean on a summer’s day. He had looked directly at her. Thank God he didn’t wake. Taking the lau