Had gallery openings always been so boring? Claire listened politely to Darlene’s explanations while secretly peeking at her watch. She swept her arm in a broad arc as she explained her use of layers in one of her paintings. Immediately, Darlene started to go on and on about her work and that of the other artists being showcased tonight. She’d been talking…nearly flirting…with Claire’s ex!Ĭlaire had tried to make a beeline from the restroom back to Lana’s side, but her friend Darlene had intercepted her before she had taken even three steps in that direction. Abigail…Abby! Holy hell! That’s why the woman had looked so familiar. “Lana Hen-” She froze with her hand halfway extended. When the woman stopped laughing, she offered her elegant hand. If there were any flirting tonight, it would be with Claire. Not that she was opposed to flirting with this beautiful stranger, but she was supposed to be Claire’s doting girlfriend. Had they met before? Lana didn’t want to ask, because it might come across as if she were flirting. Something about the way she looked when she laughed seemed strangely familiar. The woman’s smile became an all-out laugh.
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