*Lily*

Was this classy woman some real estate agent asking me about the apartment?

“I’m Victoria Shaw,” she said, turning to face me, and my eyes bulged.

Oh, shit. What had I gotten myself into now?

With her handbag strapped to her arm, she leaned toward me, not waiting for me to recover. “May I see your work?”

Stunned, I nodded. “Yes, certainly. Of course, my latest pieces were still at Tony’s gallery.” Thank God she ...