Chapter 22

Removing the tissue from the brightly colored gift bag Marla handed her, she found a bottle of fragrance. Sniffing it cautiously, she found that it was surprisingly pleasant.

The scent was light and delicate, floral rather than musky, and quite in keeping with her own preferences. She’d have thought Marla would choose something heavier and cloying, but apparently was one of those people who instinctively read others correctly. It was probably quite a useful skill when it came to her work at the gallery. Knowing what a client might prefer would certainly help in guiding them towards the right sort of art and boost chances of a sale.

Murmuring polite thanks, she glanced over Marla’s shoulder to see Kane leaning against the doorframe of his office. He still had an aura of stress, but at that moment he was beaming approval her way and she felt a warm glow within at having been the cause of his happiness. Giving her a wink and a nod, he disappeared back into his work space.