The rest of the afternoon flew by, filled with coffee and conversation and art, and when they returned to the apartment, Callista couldn't stop thinking about the gallery and the possibilities he'd laid out before her.

Sebastian seemed to sense her mind spinning away, and he let her process in her own way.

"Why don't you get some work done?" he said, gesturing towards the desk and her laptop. "I've got some meetings this afternoon, but feel free to stay here and take advantage of the peace and ...