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His lips are full, and the stubble that looks a day old ers itch to touch it Broad shoulders are encased in a black T-shirt, and the sweatpants he’s wearing hang low on his hips, illegally low

Shaking off the desire that’s taken hold of , but I’m not a party animal I’m responsible, I love what I do, and I don’t appreciate you acting like I’iven you a reason to do so”

I grow silent for ahiered hiht now because I want hih I’ives me credit for When he doesn’t respond, I continue

“I would be honored to run your gallery for you, and I can prove to you that if you hire , and I intend to show you that”

He picks up hismachine, lifts it to his lips, and I can’t help but stare at his heavily around us, and I’ ht he was handsootten the full Julian Elliot effect The

“You’re quite a spitfire, Ms Kinley,” he re down, and it’s as if I can see the wheels turning in his head Perhaps he’s about to tellto pick me up and throw me out himself

The thought of his arether I’m not sure if he notices, but I feel exposed when he lifts those green pools to rest on me

“Perhaps I ed you,” he tells h it’s Saturday, I would like to set up for the upco next week, on Wednesday evening, and I’ve got the caterer on standby” He waves his hand in the air, flippantly, as if this annoys hih the plans I had typed up and let me knohat else you’ll need Would that suit you, Ms Kinley?”

“Oh, Iyes, of course, I can start tomorrow”

He offerscloser When he reaches for my arm, he touches the aze burns through le with anticipation

I can’t deny that Phee’s words coonat Mr Elliott, I can’t deny that he’s ood

Goosebumps rise in the wake of his touch, and I want to ask hiain Calm the hell down, Nea

“You have tattoos” It’s not a question, but I nod anyway “I don’t like them I didn’t want someone who’s so frivolous with her body to work for me” His words sound distant, yet they stab at ainst her parents”

“The swirling sunflowers represent Van Gogh, and as you’ll notice here,” I tell hi clocks over my shoulder that are synonymous with Dali Both my favorite artists”

He snaps his gaze tomore he wants to say, I can see it in his eyes, but he shakes his head instead

“Toht” He turns and heads for the door, stopping only a second to glance over his shoulder “I’ll show you out”

I grab e wooden door and waits for me to step outside

“What is that perfuoddamned puzzle Hot and cold

I turn to hiht for me while ere in Italy A sht me a bottle for my birthday last year It’s a mixture of lilies and apples”

Suddenly, he leans in, and I’ to kiss ainst h me as he inhales the scent