Private Melody. AlTonya Washington

leaned against the piano. “Do I sense another career change?” She braced her elbows back on the baby grand and regarded him with playful suspicion. “Just exactly what do you do for a living?”

      He chuckled, smoothing a hand down a sideburn. “Guess I do whatever I damn well please. But I choose to torture myself for a worthy cause. Basically, I connect people with similar interests.”

      “Interests here being educational.”

      He nodded. “I know a lot of philanthropists who not only like giving money to various endeavors but appreciate knowing about others who share their interests in those endeavors.” He shrugged and strolled around the piano. “My family and my work put me in contact with many of them. I spend a lot of time bringing them together for worthy causes.” He frowned, not wanting to speak much about work when he was with her.