heâs busy taking care of business so we have time.â
âBusiness? You mean patron stuff?â
âNo. He doesnât have to do much with that except praise my work.â
Uh-oh. She sought him out again. Had she misread the Japanese couple? Could they be overeager gamesters she should be saving him from?
âHeâs dealing with boring owner stuff.â Taking her arm Ethan led her to the first picture. It already had a red dot indicating it had been sold. âThereâs plenty of time for you to help me.â
âI didnât know Jethro owned the gallery. Is he going to be moving it to the Pinnacle?â
âHe hasnât mentioned any plans to do so. And it has a following here, so I wouldnât think so.â
Interesting. Calder was associated so closely with Pinnacle, she found it difficult to think of him branching out to other casinos. But then Pinnacle wasnât just a casino but part of a huge entertainment conglomerate. The company started out creating and distributing video games. The hotel and casino were decorated based off the first game, a postapocalyptic world where everyone fought to survive.
The diversification made her wonder if he might be considering breaking away from Pinnacle. When she got the time, sheâd have to think of what that might mean to her plans.
âHas Jethro shown an interest in any particular piece?â she asked Ethan. âThat might be a place to start.â
âGood idea. Let me think.â He stopped and propped his hands on his hips. His gaze ran over his work displayed on the walls. âNo. Heâs shown general appreciation but not for any specific piece. As I said, Jethro doesnât give up a lot about himself. Thatâs why I was hoping you could help.â
Lexi spied a picture of a smoking cigar in a crystal ashtray next to a bottle of aged bourbon in the forefront of an old-fashioned parlor. The colors were muted but powerful. She thought of the old-world elegance of Jethroâs restaurant and knew he would appreciate the piece.
âThat one.â She nodded toward the painting. âIt would fit nicely in his restaurant so itâs something heâll like.â
Ethan considered the painting and then nodded. âYouâre right. It fits him. Let me grab it before someone buys it. Thanks.â He dropped a kiss on her head and strolled off.
âHeâs still making moves on my date,â Jethro drawled close to her ear. âI might have to have a talk with him.â
Lexi jumped and swirled around. âGeez, how long have you been there?â
âI just walked up. Why? Something happen you donât want me to know about?â
âNope. You startled me, is all.â Looking to divert his attention from Ethan, she gestured to the crowd. âYou must be pleased. Ethan told me you own the gallery.â
âItâs a recent acquisition.â
âCalder.â Her former director and his wife came up to them. They made a stunning older couple. âYouâre doing a great job here at the gallery. Ethan Kittrell is quite a find.â
âThomas and Irene.â Jethro offered his hand to the couple. âThanks for coming. Weâre always pleased to provide something unique for our collectors.â
âIndeed. Irene fell in love with a couple of prints weâll be taking off your hands.â
âIrene, Iâve always admired your taste.â
The older woman beamed under his approval. âAnd youâve redeemed my opinion of yours when it comes to women. Oh, I know how you young men like to play the field, but I hope you realize what a treasure you have in this girl.â
âYou know Lexi.â Jethroâs expression went blank.
Oops. Time to do her job. He was either insulted, and trying to find a nice way to tell a good client to mind her own business. Or counting to ten before blasting her, with no consideration of future