Chapter 5

Ducking his head, he started the song the way everybody knew it, the quirky melody taking charge. He let it play out through the first verse, made even more crystal clear by the rich tone of the Steinweg, but on the second pass, he began to riff on it, swinging it higher than it normally went, then bringing it back down to slide into the chorus. Times like this, he wished he had a decent enough voice to sing along. Kate would do it justice, but he wanted Shorty to like it for him, not for her voice. His playing would have to suffice.

David had never been interested in being the center of attention. Which was good, because when he was on the stage with Kate, he completely faded into the background. But now he realized how seductive the center stage could be. Shorty watched him with unwavering attention, his eyes half-lidded, his hands steepled in front of him. He didn’t otherwise react until the final notes hung in the air and he clapped.