Rylan's POV
My finger hovered for a second before I hit the answer button.
"Yeah?" I kept my voice low, the impatience leaking through unintentionally.
There was a pause on the other end, as if the caller hadn’t expected a man to pick up.
Then a cautious female voice spoke, "Uh, hello? Is this Lilith’s…?"
"Her family," I cut her off, my gaze falling back to Lilith's sleeping profile.
The corner of my mouth twitched, betraying a hint of a smile I couldn't quite control.
"She's still asleep. You can tell me what this is about."
"Oh, good morning, sir. I'm Lilith's instructor for the piano competition. The competition is over, but Lilith's luggage is still in her hotel room. I was wondering when she might come to collect it?"
Not calling to ask why she missed it?
A sudden, warm c
