Page 142 of Revere: A Legacy Novel

“I figured.”

Catherine had simply been biding her time.

Seven years was a long time to wait.

She was ready to go home.

Cross heard the penthouse door close, but he didn’t move from his position at the piano. He liked to sit there and play when his mind was too full with everything else. It helped to clear space, while he looked out the windows.

Catherine had messaged Cross to let him know that she was coming over. His response had only been that the door would be unlocked.

His back faced her as she closed the door. He listened for the sound of the latch when she locked it, too. She wasn’t quiet about her entrance, and her heels clicked along the hardwood floor until she was sitting on the bench with him. She dropped her bag and jacket alongside the leg of the piano.

Catherine’s pretty smile lit up her face. “Hey.”

“I’m surprised your father let you leave after today.”

“He didn’t have any reason to keep me, honestly.”

His dark gaze darted to hers, and he flashed a quick, sexy smile before going back to his music. “You sure about that? Because your father always seems to have a reason to keep you from me, Catty.”

“Was that really his fault, or mine?”

Cross swallowed thickly. “I love even your faults, babe. I always have.”

“I know.”

“Here you are, though.”

Catherine’s teeth nipped into her bottom lip. “Here I am.”

“How did you manage that?”

“I told the truth for once.”

“For once, huh?”

“About everything,” she added.

Cross lifted a brow. “That’s a lot of stuff to tell.”

“We all needed to hear it. Me included. Probably more me than them, really.”

“And so here you are,” he repeated.

Catherine laughed lightly. “Yeah, here I am. With you.”

“Where you belong.”

She didn’t deny it.

“You know, you’ve never played for me before,” Catherine mused.

When they lived together before, he hadn’t even had the piano in the penthouse.

Cross’s fingers slowed on the keys momentarily. “No, I guess I haven’t.”

“Shame. You’re very good.”