Page 25 of Art of Love
“You don’t remember anything,” he pointed out. “Anyway, I think we have bigger fish to fry. In case you didn’t notice, if John thought either of us were that special, he would have made up his mind already and not put us through all this. That means we each have an equal chance, and to get that, we at least have to pass the first hurdle.”
I sighed. Again, he was right.
“The first hurdle. Creating something spectacular to outdo the main exhibition, so he can tell if we have what it takes to woo a crowd when it comes to doing our own.” That was the full analysis of it.
“Sure, what you said. So, back to my initial question. Do you want to get out of here?”
“You want me to go somewhere with you?” I gave him a pensive look.
“Yeah.”
“To do what?”
He chuckled. “Don’t worry, there will be no reruns of the other night. Yet.”
“Yet? Excuse me? What makes you think I’d make the same mistake twice?”
“Dear Jia, I kind of know now how to seduce you and what buttons to press. Also, now that I’ve seen you naked, it’s an image I can’t quite get out of my mind, but that’s a discussion for another time.”
“You are a jerk.”
“Maybe. Anyway, I don’t know about you, but I don’t get my creativity from being cooped up in a room. I’ve also seen Juliana’s previous exhibitions and the other two that follow hers. We’re going to have a hard time coming up with something in two weeks. So,”—he stood up—“you coming?”
I sighed and stood too. I guess I was going wherever he was planning to go.
What a damn mess.
Shit.
Chapter 7
Hunter
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Itook her to Ceroc. A fancy little diner by the river.
