by Cary Hart
“Of course,” I smile.
“Noah Tate, this is my uh, my uh…”
“Girlfriend?” I let out a light laugh, holding out my hand. “Bianca Black.”
“Nice to meet you.” Noah takes my hand, his grip soft yet firm. “I’m sorry that my wife, Olivia, couldn’t be here tonight, but she had a prior engagement.”
Olivia Tate, now that is someone I can look up to. She doesn’t let any stone go unturned and has a way of making sure each and every client is taken care of. I haven’t had the pleasure of working with her yet, but thanks to Ford and his lined pockets, we have hired the services of Tate and Cane to get the ball rolling on our marketing campaign.
“We received a basket from her earlier, and I have to say, that was a nice touch.” Ford takes his arm from around my waist and sticks his hands into his pockets.
Ford isn’t usually a nervous person, but tonight he is super fidgety. Maybe it’s the marketing commitment?
Hmmm.
Noah looks at his watch. “Well, I better get going. Again, congratulations on the opening. We look forward to marketing both Candlelight and Spotlight.” He shakes both our hands again. “We have a few ideas to run by you next week.”
“Sounds good. See you then.” We wish Noah well, walking him to the door.
“Miss Black?” Lauren, the evening’s hostess, walks up to me. “We have a potential buyer in the back room, inquiring about a single canvas.”
“Thanks, Lauren. I’ll go grab the information and head back there.”
“I’ll head that way,” Ford volunteers.
I kiss him on the cheek. “Thanks, babe.”
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Flipping through the papers, I don’t see anything for this mysterious painting in the back. Actually, I don’t remember assigning anything to this room.
“Hey, babe.” Ford is standing in front of the painting, smiling.
“Oh, there is one.” I flip through the list one more time. “Where’s the buyer?”
He shrugs his shoulders.
“Oh!”
“I know…” Ford stands there, hands still in his pockets. Both of us look at the disaster before us.
“What’s this and how did it get into my gallery?” I’m slightly irritated it’s displayed in here. “Is this some kind of joke?” I scan the room for cameras, maybe a crew ready to pop out from behind a curtain or false wall.
“I don’t know. I kind of like it. Has a paint-by-number vibe going on.” His head tilts right, then left.
“Well, it’s bright, that is for sure.” I laugh. “Who is this anyway? I can’t find the papers.” I close the gap and look at the display card.
“Marry Me”
Artist: Ford Phillips.
Covering my mouth I look at Ford, now down on one knee, ring in hand. “Bianca Black, before you, my world was dull and grey. Then you came along and painted your way into my heart, filling my life with color. Marry me. Be my perfect shade forever.”
“Ford…” I cover my mouth, holding out my hand. “Yes! Yes, I’ll marry you!”
Sliding the ring onto my finger, he hops up and swings me around. “I love you B.”
He peppers kisses along my face.
“I hope there is more where that came from.” I look at my watch. “You think we could close early?”
“We can do whatever we want….go flip the sign.”
CLOSED a.k.a.
The End
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Acknowledgements
To everyone who came in contact with me during the making of this book. I’m sorry. Seriously though, I love you all. There is no way ini the world, and I know I say this all the time, but I’m for real, no way I could have done it without you. EVER! So, thank you! Thank you for believing in me and for giving me a reason to keep on trucking along.
First and foremost I want to thank Kendall Ryan for allowing me to play in her world and Inkslingers for just being the bomb digity! Alyssa – love our convos and you! Thank you for putting up with me.
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