old Manhattan wind hit her face, cooling her flush
" she ordered the driver. She needed to work. She
the preparation for the upcoming charity art exhibition
d floor. She was pointing and giving directions to
s rang out from the ground floor lobby. It was acco
abbed the white rail
mach pl
into a dark navy suit. He looked immaculate, showing zero
Stone. Hanging off his left arm w
hiding her body behind a massive, so
nded so loudly she was afraid it w
nting. "Oh, Buren, buy that one f
up, cold and bored. "B
head, looking up toward the second-floor balco
over her mouth. She s
ed up. His sharp eyes instantly locked on
, Ina felt the physica
the two women. "I need to use the r
d of his leather shoes ascending
workers had blocked the emergency
rner. He walked straight behind the marble s
Ina to back up until her sp
d flat against the wall beside her head.
scent of cedarwood and mint invaded her lun
her jaw tight. "What do yo
mocking scoff. "You r
her skin. "That Page Six article. The photo
fr
and smooth. "I walked her out the side door to draw the do
almost brushed his cheek. She stare
an who saved you from a publ
m cracked. She looked deep into his dark eyes and, for the first ti
Alex's annoying voice ec
htened up. He looked down at
d, leaving Ina pinned against the wall, her h
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