For Your Love

eet door marked *PRIVATE*, and into a gallery wher

f the room stoo

t. Barts, Croft held court like a monarch. His laugh was too loud, his

" Croft said, swirling a glass o

ants. Henry recognized a senator, a tech billio

or the art," Hen

ed to a massive Rothko on the far wall. "Tell

turned

lack that seemed to pulse under the gallery lights.

at last. "Like it's trying

. "Interesting take. Most people sa

ing, isn

hen, from the crowd'

dent in a backless emerald gown. "Bravo," she purred. "

tightened.

s cheeks, then threaded her arm throug

pable. Henry suddenly understood

r East Side apartment, she handed Henry a cigar

my father's business partner. Our familie

me of smoke. "And y

hed. "Who tol

ooked at you? That wasn't

tan skyline. "It was annu

wait

nyone's accessory." She turned, her gaze searing. "Now he underm

the cigar. "And yo

loser, her perfume intoxicating.

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m Tech next week. Damian's bet the farm on it." She press

cold. "That's in

No, darling. That