A sudden drumbeat woke Yvonne up. Only when she opened her eyes did she realize that her head was resting on Stephen's lap. She was speechless for a moment. She didn't know when she'd fallen asleep or when she'd moved to sleep in such a scandalous position!

Stephen sensed her movements and brushed some loose strands of her hair away from her face. "You're awake?"

Yvonne felt slightly embarrassed and sat up hastily. "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"You were sleeping very soundly." It was also Stephen's first time seeing a woman slide her head from his shoulder to his chest, then onto his lap in her sleep without stirring. How could he bear to wake her up when she was sleeping so peacefully and also so comically? The tender smile in his eyes was shadowed under the dim light.

Yvonne licked her lips and said, "Maybe the music's too good." Yvonne had been very smart and had been able to learn anything quickly since she was young, but she just had no talent in music. Not only did she not a