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It took a minute to heave myself away from the damn door and head over to theI pulled back the drape with a finger to find his car gone Ethan Blackstone was gone
A fivefroin’ rabbit hole--trip I seriously felt like I’d done the whole ‘Eat Me’ and ‘Drink Me’ thing too Jesus, had the cha an unknown man to drive me in his car, drop me at my home and take over control of et about it and hi trouble
That’s what Aunt Marie always said Picturing her reaction to reat aunt was less concerned about the nude pictures than my own mother Aunt Marie was no prude I set my iPod to shuffle and took off
Pretty soon the aard encounter froht had been pounded onto the London paveood to push myself physically and just run Must be all the endorphins Cursing inwardly for another sex reference, I wondered if that was my probleht Maybe I needed an orgasine the literal and figurative versions of that stateed ahead and crossed over onto the Thareat river My iPod helped too Music had a way of resetting the brain With E for the sake of love in my ears, I kept a steady pace and admired the architecture I passed on my route The history in such an ancient city as London was vast, and yet contrasted with the bustling, modern world player in a perfect balance Duality I loved living here
Modeling wasn’t ram for Art Conservancy at the University of London were required to do practicum duties at the Rothvale Gallery in Winchester House The Duke of Winchester’s seventeenth century mansion had housed U of L’s Department of Art for about fifty years and a more beautiful location to study certainly did not exist anywhere else in h the eain for the conservation studios
"Miss Brynne, good day to you" Rory So proper and forreetedthat one ti any ht, Miss Brynne?
"Hey, Rory" I gave hih
I stayed focused and sharp duringwas a stunner, one of Mallerton’s early works, entitled si woman with nearly black hair, a blue dress to nificent figure a female could ever hope to have, took up most of the canvas She wasn’t so much a beauty as expressive I veryhad suffered so a fire in the sixties and never been touched since Lady Percival needed soive it to her
I was just about to go for a break when my phone went off Unknown caller? It struck ency who representedhad strict disclosure rules
"Hello?"
"Brynne Bennett" The sexy cadence of a British voice washed over me
It was him Ethan Blackstone How, I have no earthly idea Or why for that matter, but it was him, sexy accent live and well on the other end ofvoice anywhere
"How did you get this nuht" His voice burned intoto put the brakes on ive you ?