w more。 Tell me about your family。〃
His eyes held hers。 〃There isn't much to tell。 My parents are alive and
well in Manhattan。 My father is retired。 He has been for several years
now。 It's nice。 Gives him time to spend doing other things。〃
〃What did he do？〃
Mitch grinned。 〃He was a concert pianist。 I'm sure you'd recognize the
name if I told you。〃 He didn't offer it； nor did she ask。 That part of
the bargain held。
Anne was intrigued。 〃That's quite a switch…from concert pianist to
business tycoon in one generation。 Was the musical ability passed on at
all？〃
He smiled。 〃Can I carry a tune？ Fairly。 Can I play the piano？ No。 My
sister does； though。〃
Her eyes widened。 〃You have a sister？ Is she older or younger than you？〃
He gave the ceiling a one…eyed squint。 〃Older by 。。。 let's see 。。。
three； no four； minutes。〃
〃Years；〃 she corrected quietly。
〃Minutes；〃 he reasserted； laughing。
〃TWINS？〃
He nodded。
〃Oh； Mitch！〃 She was delighted。 〃That's marvelous！ You must have had fun
growing up！〃
〃Not really。 She was always taller； smarter； and faster than I was。〃
〃And now？〃
He grinned。 〃I've caught up。〃
〃There must have been some advantage to being the runt of the litter；〃
she teased。
〃Oh； there was。 My mother pampered me more。 She felt sorry for me。〃
A mischievous gleam danced in his eyes。 〃I suppose that's why I still
have the need to touch and be touched。〃 He took her hand between