Seduction’s Canvas (Crimson Romance)

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Author: K.M. Jackson
Tags: Romance, Contemporary
balls off with that chill.”
    Sam fought not to let out a sigh. Instead, she just waited to see what he would say next. One beat then another passed before he spoke up.
    “Well, I was calling to see about us getting together for sinner.”
    She raised a brow. “You mean dinner?”
    Peter let out an awkward laugh. “Who said anything about dinner?”
    This time she jumped past sigh and went straight to growl. “Listen, I don’t want to be completely rude, so I’m going to warn you of my hanging up so it doesn’t come as a shock or is considered some sort of a mistake. But first I have to ask, how did you get this number?”
    “Okay, okay, I’m sorry,” Peter said. “It was a stupid joke, but it’s just that you make me nervous as all get out. And you should consider that a compliment. Nobody makes me nervous.”
    This unexpected bit of candor caused Sam to pause and not hit end call immediately.
    “I got your number from your father, and before you go getting all upset with him, prying your phone number has taken me three lunches at his club and a round of golf up in Westchester. I don’t even like golf, Sam.”
    She closed her eyes briefly before opening them back up. So Daddy was interviewing for a potential son-in-law. Her headache was getting worse by the second. But something came over her and for a moment she actually felt sorry for Peter. Then, just as quickly, her hackles went up. Did he know he didn’t stand a chance or was he just being opportunistic? And could she really fault him for either? Besides, she had to give him credit for walking through the fire of her father for her number. “Okay, Peter, you can at least get a coffee for having to endure golf with my dad. That must have been brutal.”
    “You’re not kidding. I think he hustled me. Took me for five hundred bucks. I was a fool for taking the bet. Should have known that when his boys started yucking it up behind my back. The man can play.”
    Sam walked over to the entryway of her studio and stared at her current work in progress. Suddenly, her new neighbor came to mind. She turned away and fought to focus on the call at hand. “Poor dear. Feeling a little light in the pockets? In that case, I’ll spring for the coffee.”
    “Great!” Peter suddenly sounded like a kid being promised a trip to the toy store. “I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning. Though, when a woman’s with Peter Moss, it’s the Moss treatment all the way. I’ll pay, baby.”
    Sam physically fought an eye roll. “Fine, but not too early. I’m usually up working late.”
    As she hung up, Sam couldn’t help feeling that she was making a mistake agreeing to this date, but really there was no way out now. Her parents were clearly pushing this and wouldn’t relent. She might as well go with it, at least to bide her time and give herself some breathing room until she had her gallery show. And then, well, then she’d have some hard decisions to make. Dad had put it all on the line. It was time for her to live up to her family obligations, whether she wanted to or not. It was the least she could do since Charles could not.
    She let out a long breath and willed her stomach to unknot. Enough with the thinking of her father, Peter and even the sexy Mr. Thorn. It was time to escape.
    Looking up and out the floor to ceiling and beyond windows, Sam took in her view, gazing past the few building tops that blocked her way, to the cars speeding by on the West Side Highway, and then beyond them to the Hudson River. She let her gaze roam past that to the Palisades of New Jersey. So many lives. So many people moving and hustling for all they were worth. And here she was, years going by and she felt like she was just standing still. She let her eyes wander back over to her canvases as a heat overcame her, she wondered if she wasn’t fooling herself. Maybe her father was right. How was she making any difference to anyone?
    Was she really just wasting her time? She felt her lip
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