Eugene teared up before his voice broke. “No. Even if we have children of our own down the line, they’ll never replace North. North led you to me. Without him, there won’t be us. He’s special. And he’s my son.”
Olivia chuckled. “You should tell that to North. He’d be ecstatic. When I first came to treat Grandpa, North kept telling me that you should be my boyfriend, and I said no. I said you’re a villain, so I won’t ever date you. He told me your hugs are warm, though. He’s been matching us up all this time. It was then I knew that no matter how much I could give him, it would never be the same as having a father in his life.”
He held her in his embrace and kissed her forehead. “It’s my fault for losing you guys. I’ll make up for it.” She snorted. “And how will you do that?”
“Say what you want, and I’ll do it for you,” he said. Olivia held his hands. His fingers were long and beautiful, just like a pianist’s. “Can you play the piano?”
Eugene didn’t understand why she asked, but he answered, “Yes, but it’s been a while since I last played.” She was surprised; she thought that all the dangers in his life would have robbed him of
the time to learn the piano. She didn’t expect anything when she asked that since it was just to trip him up, but he said he could actually play. “Really?” He nodded. “My mother sent me to all kinds of classes when I was a kid.”
“I want to hear you play, but I don’t have a piano at home. Why don’t we buy one?” She frowned. “I do.” He laughed. “Let’s go to my place.” Olivia said, “Really? You have a piano? Why haven’t I seen it before?”
“It’s in the piano room.” Eugene pulled her up and told North where they were going before they went to the sixtieth floor. They headed inside and changed their shoes before going to the piano room. She was surprised to see the white piano in the center of the room. “I’ve never noticed this.” “Can you play?”
Olivia smiled. “Just some simple songs, but not anything more difficult. I can’t sit still, so I quit after a few days. Wasted my mother’s money.” Eugen answered, “I couldn’t sit still either, but I didn’t want to disappoint my mother.”
She understood what he was getting at. Edward and Lara spent all day flirting, so if Eugene was a cheeky one, his mother would probably be really depressed. Then, the sound of the piano broke her train of thoughts with the familiar tune called Marriage D’amour.
It was a piece that Olivia wanted to learn as well, but her teacher said she was not advanced enough yet. Since she eventually quit, she never managed to learn that.
Eugene was playing that tune for her. He would look at her occasionally while his gaze filled with tenderness and a smile. His fingers danced across the keyboard fluidly, despite him saying that it had been a while since he last played.
She suddenly thought everything was unreal, as if she was dreaming. His side profile was perfect and from where she was looking, she could see that his eyes were filled with a serious look, and he had a high nose bridge. I heard men like that are great in bed.
