damned herself more than once over the past week for bringing up the conversation with Marina to Kansas at the Blues Festival. It had driven the blonde even further away.

She was startled from her thoughts by the sound of the lawnmower roaring to life in the backyard. Nina slammed the glass down onto the counter and hurried out the back door. Sure enough, there was Kansas, gearing up for another pass in the pristine yard she had help create. She hurried over to the teen, wanting to catch her before she got involved in her work.
“Hey!� she yelled over the engine of the mower. The teen looked at her, sunglasses firmly in place, hiding the green eyes Nina loved to look into. “We need to talk!�
Kansas began to move away from her, but was stopped with a hand on her arm, and the engine being cut on the mower.
“Don’t walk away from me, damn it,� Nina said, anger rising. “We need to talk, Kansas.�
“About what?� the blonde said, feeling stubborn pride rising to save the day from more embarrassment. Every time she looked at the brunette she felt stupid.
“You know damn well what.�
Kansas looked up into the electric blue eyes, and sighed. With a small nod, she followed Nina inside the house. They were both quiet, each lost in her own head as they stood in the kitchen. Kansas stood, feet wide, arms crossed over her chest, ready for battle. Nina hugged herself as she leaned against the counter. Finally the older woman spoke.
“I want to know about the drawings.�
Kansas felt her stomach drop, a lump forming in her throat. She was afraid she’d throw it up. “What do you want to know? You were there.�
“Then apparently we saw two different things,� Nina said. It was so hard to describe what she felt inside as she looked at the accusing green eyes aimed at her. Yes, she had been angry when she’d found out about the drawings, but at the same time… not so much. It had hit her in a place she thought long locked away. Not even Dan had been able to touch her there. Now, as she stood across the room from Kansas, she felt a deep curiosity to know why the drawings had been altered so much. She wanted to see them.
At the brunette’s words, Kansas raised her chin a bit, defiant. She knew it had been wrong, but at the same time, she wasn’t sorry for doing it. They were for her eyes

only. Her mother had never been meant to see them. “Great thing about art- poetic license.�
“Oh?� Nina said, a dark brow raised. “With my body?�
Kansas lost the battle of the wills. She looked down as the toe of her tennis shoe tapped the kitchen tile. She started when she felt soft fingers raise her chin. Her breath caught when she looked up into Nina’s eyes. Something had changed in the older woman’s demeanor, and it wasn’t her sudden close proximity.
“Why did you do it, Kansas?� she asked quietly.
The blonde swallowed, her heartbeat picking up painfully as she tried to hold Nina’s gaze. “Because I knew I’d never get to see you in real life.� She tried to drop her chin again, but Nina wouldn’t let her.
“Oh, Kansas,� the brunette whispered. She moved her hand to the side of the blonde’s face, feeling the soft skin beneath her fingers. Incredibly sad green eyes looked up at her. Nina studied the gaze, seeing the deep need mixed in there. She realized in that moment that her own need matched it; that thought made her breath catch. She felt herself drawn to Kansas, their breath mingling. “God,� Nina breathed, a hair’s width from the blonde. “We can’t do this, Kansas…�
The teen was struggling as every nerve ending in her body jumped to life, shouting out desperate pleas to her brain. Her own hands raised, finding their way to the soft material of Nina’s shirt and firmness of her hips. She couldn’t think, her brain frozen as her heart and need took over. She raised her face that much more, giving Nina all the invitation she could without reaching up and pulling her dark head down to her. She could feel Nina’s body heat spreading through her own body, the fire raging within her.
Nina, for her part, was definitely losing the battle between her mind and heart. She could feel Kansas so acutely, it was almost painful. Her body thrummed, sex clinching with every out of control heartbeat. Her hand slid around from the blonde’s face to the back of her head…
“Kansas?�
Green eyes blinked open, meeting startled blue. Neither woman sure for a moment what had interrupted. Then they heard Marina call for her daughter again.
“Shit,� the blonde murmured, hurrying toward the back door. The last thing she needed was for her mother to go looking for her.
Left alone, Nina fell back against the kitchen table, hand going to her chest. “Jesus Christ,� she blew out. “What the fuck am I doing?�

Marina saw her daughter emerge from Nina’s back door. “I thought you were going to mow?� she asked from across the chain-link fence that separated the two yards.
“I am,� Kansas indicated the mower, which still sat in the middle of the yard. Her brain began to work again, trying to come up with a good cover story for why she’d abandoned it. “Nina called me inside to pay me for the week.� She patted the empty pocket of her shorts for effect.
“Oh. Okay.� Marina glanced once at her neighbor’s house, but believed her daughter.
Kansas blew out a long, ragged breath as her mother turned and headed toward her own garden at the other end of their yard. She was shaky, fear of almost being caught, as well as adrenaline and arousal from what had almost happened. “Holy god,� she muttered, running trembling hands through her hair. “This is nuts.�
***
Nina was reading her twelfth case file, her eyes beginning to burn. For the fifth time in an hour, she glanced up, yet again disappointed to see Kansas’ window still dark. She wondered where the teen was. After the events in the kitchen earlier that day, she hadn’t seen her again, though the main reason was because she left the house. She didn’t need anymore temptation to do something stupid.
Suddenly the light flickered on. Nina removed her reading glasses, sitting back in her chair, rocking gently as she watched. She could barely see movement through the half-closed blinds, but then they were opened fully, pulled up to reveal Kansas standing there. The brunette felt her heart flutter and loins clinch. The blonde waved, Nina returning it. Kansas tapped her window, then pointed down. Nina nodded, immediately shutting off the desk lamp.
Kansas felt her breath catch when the older woman agreed to meet her. She quickly tied her shoes and hurried- silently- out of the house. Her mother had gone to bed hours ago, claming she had a headache. Kansas had made herself stay downstairs and finish the movie she was watching before running upstairs to her room. It was now almost 1 a.m. On her way up, she had checked on her mother, deciding to just tell her she wanted to make sure she was okay, were Marina to be awake. The older blonde was sound asleep and breathing slow and even.
Kansas hopped the fence easily, Nina sitting on the back stoop of her house, one bare foot crossed over the other. Sitting next to her was a wrapped gift. “Hey,� Kansas said, sitting next to her.
“Hi. Here.� She handed the package to the blonde. “You weren’t talking to me during your birthday.� She gave the teen a rueful smile. “Happy birthday.�

“Thanks.� Kansas took the small package.
“I wasn’t sure what to get the girl who has the world by the tail.� Nina smiled at the look she received.
“I hardly think that’s true, but thanks, anyway.� Kansas quickly unwrapped the gift, thrilled to find a brand new iPod with headphones.
“Figure you can finally let your old one retire and put some new miles on this one.�
“Thank you, Nina,� the blonde said, truly touched. She ran her thumb over the smooth packaging of the music player, then looked over at the beautiful woman sitting next to her. “You know what I would have loved to get for my eighteenth birthday?� she asked softly.
“What’s that?� Nina brought her legs up, feet dangling off the stoop. She wrapped her arms around her knees, resting her cheek on them as she looked over at her friend.
Kansas met the blue gaze, quickly getting lost in it. “A kiss. From you.�
Nina felt her heart skip a beat, the pounding resuming with a slowly released breath. She lifted her head, unable to break the intense gaze aimed at her. Without a word, she reached a hand out, cupping Kansas’ face and drawing it toward her. Kansas gripped the step beneath her to balance as she leaned over. She was shocked at how soft Nina was, how gentle. The couple groping sessions she’d had with her one and only boyfriend hadn’t prepared her for the wonders of a kiss with a woman. A kiss with Nina.
The attorney slid her hand around to cup the back of Kansas’ neck, gently pulling her in closer, tilting her head slightly as the kiss deepened. Her heart was pounding, warning bells going off in her head as she used just the barest tip of her tongue to touch the inside of the blonde’s lip. She couldn’t stop what was happening, even though somewhere inside she knew she had to.
Kansas was filled with fire, a life-long need exploding within her. She brought up a hand, needing to touch Nina, to feel her skin, and know she was truly there.
Nina started, gasping as her breast was taken in a hot hand, through her t-shirt. “Whoa,� she panted, breaking the kiss and covering Kansas’ hand with her own. “Wait, Kansas…�
“What?� the blonde asked, her body demanding more. She was nearly out of control of it.

“I can’t,� Nina whispered, “We can’t.� She gently removed the hand from her breast, tucking her fingers through Kansas’. “Please understand that.� She looked into hooded green eyes, seeing her own desires reflected back at her in Kansas’ flushed features.
Kansas rested her forehead against Nina’s shoulder, nodding as she tried to get herself under control. “I do.�
“I’m sorry.� Nina raised the blonde’s chin with two fingers, looking deeply into green eyes. She saw the understanding there, and smiled, though it was weak. She gathered Kansas in a tight embrace, squeezing her eyes shut as she pressed a hand to the back of a blonde head, holding Kansas close.
Marina wasn’t sure what she felt as she watched from a second-story window. She knew she had to stop things before disaster happened, and her daughter was caught in the cross-fire. Letting the curtains flutter back into place, she padded back to her bedroom, spying the cordless phone on its cradle next to her bed. Suddenly her migraine came back again.
***
Kansas was flying on air as she finished with her daily chores in the house, before she’d take off and spend the rest of the day at Nina’s place. She heard the doorbell ring, and bounced down the stairs to answer it. She had a smile in place, ready to greet the most beautiful woman in the world. What met her froze her smile in place.
“Hey, sweetie,� Brad Roberts said.
“What are you doing here?� Kansas was so struck, she forgot to be angry at her father for a moment. That didn’t last long.
“I want you to come and spend the rest of the summer with me. At my place.�
“What?� She stepped back from the door, shaking her head. Brad stepped across the threshold.
“Kansas, I am your father, and I’m telling you, I want you to spend some time with me. This is your last year of high school. This is your last summer vacation.� He looked at her with pleading eyes. Even if he hadn’t gotten a call from his ex-wife in the middle of the night, he had still wanted to find a way to spend as much time with Kansas, to reconnect with her, as he could before it was too late, and she moved on with her own life. “Please, honey. I miss you so much.� He smiled, though it was shaky. Nothing had affected Brad as much as the thought that he may have lost his daughter and only child. His buddy.

“She called you, didn’t she?� Kansas asked quietly, her betrayal complete. Her father didn’t have to say anything- she could see it in his eyes.
“Baby, your mom and I only want what’s best for you, and right now I think it’s best to get a new perspective on things. New surroundings.�
Kansas felt the immediate sting of tears. “I can’t believe she did this.� She felt a hand on her shoulder, and though she tried to shake it off, her father wouldn’t budge.
“Honey, don’t see it that way. Your mom is truly trying to do what’s best for you. We’ve lived it, Kansas. We both know what it’s like to hurt.� He gently turned her so she was facing him. “We don’t want the same for you.�
“I’m not a child!� Kansas raged, stepping back further from him. “Damn it! When do I get to make my own decisions? Mistakes?� She looked into the pleading eyes of the man that she missed so badly it hurt, even though she’d only admit that in the deepest parts of her soul.
“Please come with me. It’s only for a little while. A week. Maybe two. Kansas, we’ll bum like we used to. Remember? We can hit the hoops, and you can kick my ass all over again. Just like we used to.� Brad knew he was almost begging, but he missed his little girl as much as he missed his next breath. He had been so grateful for Marina’s call the night before. “I need you in my life, Kansas. Please.�
Kansas looked up at her father, and tried to think of what Nina would say to her right now. What would be the advice given if the blonde ran across their yards right now and banged on her door? He’s the only father you’ve got, Kansas. Don’t shut him out. With her shoulders slumping, Kansas nodded. She found herself engulfed in a desperate hug, and despite herself, she returned it.
***
Nana held her files close to her body as she walked down the halls of the courthouse, her high heels clicking on the marble floors. She had just left court, and her mind was lost in the events that had just transpired. She was nearly knocked to her ass when she walked right into someone who was stopped and talking in the hall. Looking up, she saw Chris Bateman giving her a bemused smile as he reached down to help her up.
“Hey, you alright there, Nina?� he chucked, pulling the tall woman to her feet.
Nina smiled, embarrassed. She was just grateful Chris was a friend. “Yes. I’m sorry. Was still in the court room.� The fellow attorney nodding his understanding. Nina studied him for a moment, remembering he was one of the

best attorneys in the state of Ohio. “Chris,� she began, before she even knew she was going to speak. “Do you still handle divorce cases?�
“Yeah, sure do. Why? Your mother finally ready to leave your dad and run off with me to Spain?�
Nina laughed, waving off her old friend’s good-natured crush on her mother. “No. It’s not for her.� She looked into Chris’ brown eyes, seeing realizing dawning there.
“Oh.� He stood a little taller, falling into professional mode. “Give me a call next Tuesday between,� he took out his blackberry, looking through his calendar. “around three.� He glanced up at her. “We’ll talk.�
Nina nodded, feeling like she was about to lose her breakfast. “Okay. Thanks, Chris. Again, sorry I nearly knocked you over.�
“Don’t worry about it.� He watched the young woman leave, shaking his head. “Another one bites the dust.�
***
Brad watched his daughter as he picked at her Chinese food. He had taken her to The Mandarin, the place where they used to go all the time when Kansas was a kid. She was no longer a kid, and Brad was having to learn that. They had been at the small apartment he was renting for less than two hours. Basically, they’d been there long enough to show her around and let her get settled.
“Are you having a good summer?� he asked at length, trying to pinch the last few grains of rice with his chop sticks. Without a word, Kansas reached across the table and took the chop sticks from her father, gripping his fingers with her own to properly place the sticks. Just like old times. He smiled at the unconscious action, then finished his dinner.
“It’s okay,� Kansas said, stabbing a piece of steak from her platter of pepper steak.
“Good, good.� Brad finished his beer, then wiped his mouth and hands on a napkin. “So, what do you think of the place?� he extended his arms, indicating the apartment around them.
Kansas took in the tiny living room with second-hand furniture, provided by her grandparents. She noted the air mattress folded neatly on the floor that would be her bed. And she noted the single cup and plate, washed and drying on a towel next to the sink.
“I think I’d like to know if this piece of shit apartment was worth it.�

Brad sat back in his chair, not surprised at his daughter’s anger. He had witnessed it during their dinner several weeks ago, as well as Marina had told him. “Do you want an honest answer?�
“Yes. I do.�
“Then, yes, it was.� Brad met his daughter’s accusing gaze. “Was it worth all this,� Brad indicated his apartment, “for how you feel about Nina? For how she makes you feel?�
“That’s different-“
“How so? She makes you feel happy, right? Good?� he paused, making sure he had her attention. “It feels right?�
“Yes, but-“
“So did my decision. I should never have cheated on your mom, Kansas. That was very wrong, and I see that. But getting out of a bad situation, a situation that was not reconcilable…� he shook his head, “staying would’ve been wrong.�
“I don’t understand,� Kansas said, suddenly not very hungry anymore.
“I know you don’t. Someday you will. If you don’t listen to a damn thing me or your mom says, listen to this: be happy. Do whatever you need to be happy. You only got one shot at this life, Kansas. And know that happiness comes from within you, not from anyone else. Love is a bonus.� He smiled, soft and serene. “So, you ask if this ‘piece of shit apartment’ is worth it? Yeah, it is. Because now I’m doing what makes me happy. But,� he held up a finger, the other hand reaching across the table to cover Kansas’. “What does not make me happy is you being a shit to me, and you avoiding me.�
Kansas couldn’t help but smile, feeling love for her father fill her, as well as allowing herself to truly feel the full impact of how much she missed him. Keeping his much larger hand in hers, she stood from the table, pulling him to his feet. Brad held his little girl to him, grateful that his prayers have finally been answered.
***
Kansas lie on her air mattress bed, staring up at the ceiling fan that spun lazily, just enough to move the air conditioned air around the small apartment. She and her father had a long conversation over ice cream after finishing off their Chinese food. She had made a promise to him that she would not contact Nina while she visited with him, thus- supposedly- giving herself a chance to forget about the older woman, and concentrate on putting her mind back into school. She had to grit her teeth during their conversation, but she respected her father enough to give him her

word. Besides, it was only for a week. She could handle not seeing or talking to Nina for a week. She’d humor the old people, then do what the hell she wanted. She usually did, anyway.
***
In truth, Kansas had the best week of her life with her father. She felt that her world had righted itself, somehow. Their relationship was back on track, and she was learning to forgive him. They’d talked a lot about the circumstances of the divorce and affair, and the blonde was growing to understand. She still didn’t like it, but at least it was beginning to come into focus for her.
She hugged her father tightly before he climbed back into his car and drove off down the road on his way to work, a promise extracted from her that she’d come and see him, and spend weekends and breaks with him. That was okay by her.
Kansas glanced over at Nina and Dan’s place, noting it was quiet. The yard had been mowed, but it did look dry, and the flowers hadn’t been trimmed, either. Knowing that Nina was still at work, the blonde trotted inside her own house, getting settled back into her room, separating her laundry from the week, then called her mother to let her know she was home.
After the incident with the drawings, things had been tricky between mother and daughter- Kansas feeling betrayed and violated, while Marina made no apologies for looking out for her daughter’s welfare. Ultimately, they had decided to agree to disagree. Kansas now understood that, yes, her parents did love her, but no, they don’t always know what’s best. That was okay- she’d show them!
The day went by miserably slow, Kansas constantly checking her watch for noon-thirty, when Nina would be home for lunch. She was meticulous with the yard, feeling bad for neglecting it in her basic abduction. She wondered why the brunette hadn’t been out watering and weeding. Maybe Nina had a bad week at work. Maybe, just maybe, she missed Kansas, too.
“Hey, kid.�
Kansas was startled by the male voice from behind her. She whirled around, ripping one side of the headphones from her ear. Dan stood on the back porch, a beer in his hand.
“Hey, Dan. How are you?� The blonde hadn’t seen the man since her shared kiss with his wife, and guilt gnawed at her gut. She quickly swallowed it down.
“Doing okay. Listen, you’ve done such a great job with the yard, I was wondering if you’d be willing to do some work for me inside? Gonna sell the place, so there some painting, that kind of stuff, that needs done.�

Kansas felt her stomach drop. Selling the house? Moving? “Selling?� she muttered, not understanding. “Is Nina around?�
Dan smirked, shaking his head. “No. She moved out four days ago. I’m surprised she didn’t tell you. You gals seemed close, and all.�
If you only knew, buddy. “Where did she go?� Kansas was dumbstruck, and felt sick. The man shook his head again with a shrug.
“Dunno, don’t care.� With that, he turned and walked back into the house, slamming the back door behind him.
“Mother?!� Kansas slammed up the stairs, looking frantically for Marina in her mother’s bedroom. Nothing. “Mother!�
“What?� the older blonde asked, taking the stairs two at a time until she stood on the second floor landing. A breathless Kansas glared at her.
“Why didn’t you tell me?� she growled.
“Tell you what?� Marina was stunned by the hatred shining in those intense green eyes.
“You knew! Did you plan it this way? Get me out of here, out of the way, so she could leave?� Kansas was shaking, she was so angry and hurt.
“First off, I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about, and secondly, don’t you ever talk to me that way!� Marina was livid. She had dealt with her daughter’s pain over the past couple weeks, had been admirably calm. But this was too much. She had not taught her daughter to treat her like this.
“She’s gone!� Kansas yelled, pointing toward the window that looked out at the side of Nina and Dan’s house. “She’s fucking gone! Moved out four days ago. Why didn’t you tell me?�
Marina’s gaze softened as understanding filled her. She saw Kansas was about to fall apart, and was there to hold her as the teenager cried out her frustrated confusion. Her first heartbreak – something no mother wanted their child to go through, but knew every single one would.
“I’m sorry, baby,� she cooed, stroking soft, blonde hair. “I know.�
Kansas cried, clutching her mother, and finally allowing her heart to break.
*******

8 years later:
Nina sat, watching the new students stroll in, visually figuring out who would learn from her, who would go on to make excellent attorneys, and who would fall prey to the money and politics of the American judicial system. After four years of teaching, she’d gotten pretty good at figuring motives out. She waited until the last student was seated before rising from her perch on the edge of her desk.
“Good afternoon, everyone. Please get settled, as we have a lot to do today. Let me start by introducing myself. My name is Nina Glassman, but you can call me Dr. Glassman, or Nina. I’m not much into formalities.� She paused, throwing a smirk out over her captive audience. “Lord knows you’ll have enough of that on your journey as young lawyers.� She got the normal few chuckles at the joke she used with every new class. “Welcome to law school. May you all make it in one piece, and with your sanity intact.�
As Nina continued her speech, she met the eye of many of her students, seeing the typical reactions: fear, interest, lust, and intelligence. At 34, she knew she looked good, and felt good about herself. Dressed in a tailored pantsuit, Nina made no secret of the body she worked hard to maintain. Her long, dark hair was down today- best to start things on a slightly more casual basis. She loved what she did, and knew that going back to school seven years ago, had been one of the best things she’d ever done- among a couple.
Class ended, and the large room was filled with chairs scraping, bags being stuffed, and idle chatter as students gathered their belongings and left. Dr. Nina Glassman was left alone, looking out over the sea of empty desks. She blew out a breath, and prepared for her next class.
***
Yelping and happy barking met the insertion of Nina’s key into the front door of the small townhouse she had bought two years ago in the gorgeous Colorado town of Boulder. It was a small, academic town, housing one of the best universities in the country- Colorado University, or better known as CU. With mountains on all sides- blue and glorious- Boulder had quickly become a cherished place for Nina. It was often referred to as the Berkley of Colorado, for its open nature and artistic community. Definitely a nice change from Ohio.
The 3 year-old Yorkies, brother and sister, Kona and Kiora, went nuts once Nina got the door open. She bent down, letting the Ewok-like dogs climb all over her, jumping up in attempts to give her doggy kisses.
“Hello, my babies,� the brunette cooed, picking them both up and covering their faces in kisses. The dogs squirmed and whined until the professor was about to drop them. She set them down, then headed further into the house. She picked up

the shreds from a Kleenex, picturing the two dogs, one at either end, pulling and growling, the victor shaking his or her head wildly to finish off the ‘prey’. Together, both dogs would share in the bounty of ultimate destruction, leaving their handiwork on the dining room rug.
Nina hurried to the stairs, flipping on the light that would illuminate her prized art piece on the mantel, on the way to the bathroom in her bedroom, stripping out of her clothing as she went. She had a date.
***
Abby Walters was excited. She rose to her tippie toes, trying to spot her date in the throng of Friday night adventurers. Her smile spread across a pretty face when she saw the tall brunette make her way around a group of rowdy teenagers.
“Hi,� she said, leaning in to place a greeting kiss on Nina’s cheek. “How are you?�
“I’m good. I hope I’m not late. I had a faculty meeting that got me running out of the office,� the brunette explained, allowing her hand to be taken in Abby’s. This was their third date, and thus far it had gone alright. Nina wasn’t positive this woman was what she wanted for her future, but for now, it was fun.
They had made plans to get dinner, than go to the opening of a new gallery in town. Abby was a collector of art, and Nina had learned over the years how to appreciate it. Not to mention, Abby’s sister, Jamie, was the showcased artist at the opening.
Small crowds of people stood in groups in murmured conversation, many with flutes of champagne in hand. Those gathered were dressed in any manner of dress: tux with tails, evening gown, jeans and long, flowing skirts. Nina, dressed in a skirt suit, was somewhat resentful- after all, she had to dress up all day for work, she wanted to relax and be comfortable during her time off. But, Abby was excited, and so Nina could handle it.
Nina began to wander, leaving Abby to celebrate with her sister, and for the artist to introduce her to friends and fellow artists. Arms crossed over her chest, the brunette perused the art- paintings, sculptures and a few photographs. She was slowly making her way down a line of framed sketches, the work exquisite, faceless female forms. Many of the forms were in shadow, or strategically covered by a sheet or a blanket wrapped around bare shoulders. They were gorgeous. Nina looked to see who the artist was, but there was no nameplate attached.
“Beautiful, aren’t they?�
Nina turned to see a fellow event-goer admiring the sketch next to the one the brunette was admiring. She nodded, smiling politely.

“The artist is over there somewhere, I think,� the woman said, hitching a thumb back toward the large cement sculpture at the back. Nina glanced over that way, only seeing a group of women who seemed to be enthralled by something someone was saying. The group parted for a moment, revealing a woman with short, blonde hair. The woman’s back was to Nina, the blonde gesticulating enthusiastically, the women around her laughing. The blonde was about to turn around when the crowd moved in again, blocking her from view all together.
“Ready to go?�
Nina turned, Abby suddenly appearing next to her. “Yeah. If you are.�
“I am. Come on- let’s get some dinner.�
Nina didn’t notice as green eyes watched her leave.
***
Nina walked through her dark house, only flipping on the light above the mantel. The piece of art work there came to life. It was a bronze sculpture of two female figures, entwining in a sensual embrace. Neither woman’s face could be clearly seen, but ecstasy. She brought a hand up, tracing a finger along the curve of one of the women, the entire sculpture no more than a foot in height.
Three years ago, when Nina had finally decided to stop lying to herself, and had come out as a lesbian, she had made the trip to P-town, wandering the streets and watching the couples all around her. For the first time, she felt like she was at home. While strolling the streets, she had seen the sculpture in a window of one of the many galleries there. To say she was shocked to see Kansas Roberts’ name on the placard as the artist is an understatement. She had snapped up the beautiful piece, which nearly drained her bank account, and had given a place of prominence ever since.
Her thoughts drifted further to the past as the brunette made her way upstairs, anxious to relax in a nice, hot bubble bath. Her Yorkies followed unnoticed behind, tags jingling merrily on their collars.
As Nina stripped down for her bath, she thought about the “relationships� she’d had with women since deciding to come out. However, to do that, she’d need to go back even further. Dan. After leaving him, then once the divorce was final, she had left Ohio, deciding to start over. Going back to school had been pivotal to that, as she had reached a point in her career where she no longer believed in what she was doing. Her moral code wouldn’t allow her to continue practicing law when she’d lost faith in the system.

She’d concentrated fully on her intense program, finally receiving her PhD in record time, all the while maintaining a job with the Denver District Attorney’s office. This had conveniently not allowed her to think about her private life, instead letting her get lost in her busy daily life. Once she’d graduated and had began teaching at CU, that had changed. Catching the eye of a fellow professor, Nina had decided to give in, and went to dinner with her. It had ended before it began, as she and Dana were about as different as night is to day, but it had started to make Nina think, then realize, and finally admit the truth.
Even so, after three years, she still hadn’t allowed herself to experience the full tilt of her life decision. She hadn’t dated seriously, and hadn’t engaged in more than a heavy make-out session with a couple of the women she’d dated. After tonight’s date with Abby, she could tell they were quickly heading to the crossroads that Nina knew too well. Abby was making her intent crystal clear, her hand finding its way to one of the brunette’s breasts as they said goodbye at the parking lot where they had both parked.
As she sank into the steamy water, Nina could still feel the pressure of Abby’s hands on her. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that, how she had felt at the time. No, she hadn’t wanted to take if further at that particular moment, but how permanent was that? Ever? Tonight? With Abby? It had been many years since she’d been touched, since she’d been loved. She had enjoyed sex with Dan, for the most part. Though now she understood what had been missing at the time. She wasn’t sure why she hadn’t gone that final distance, allowed herself that final thread of self-identity and freedom. Maybe she didn’t want to rush into anything. Maybe she was waiting for the right situation and person. Or maybe she was just scared.
Nina sighed, running her wet hands over her hair, pushing it back away from her face, water dripping onto her nose. She wrinkled it, trying to get rid of the itch, but it just got worse. Growling, she brought her hand up, rubbing at the itch. She glanced to the side of the tub, watching Kona and Kiora as they played together, the smaller male whimpering slightly as his much larger sister stepped on him.
“Careful, Kikis,� the brunette warned. The female Ewok glanced up at her, then went right back to beating up her brother. Nina rested her head back against the edge of the tub, closing her eyes. She decided to stop thinking and just allow herself to enjoy the bath.
***
Nina found herself headed downtown two days later, back at the same gallery. Now that the place was next to empty, she was able to really look around, hands casually clasped behind her back as she perused. She found herself drawn back to the sketches she’d been looking at the night of the show. The work was so exquisite, it totally captured Nina’s imagination. The artist obviously loved the female form.

“Like what you see, Counselor?�
Nina started at the voice that was suddenly in her ear. She moved away, turning. Mouth hanging open, she stared at the grinning blonde standing before her. Hair still short and just as carefree, Kansas looked as adorable as ever.
“Hi,� she breathed, not sure what else to say.
“Hi. Must say, I don’t recall having a reaction to my work quite like yours before.� The artist nodded at the sketches behind Nina.
“Those are yours?�
“Yep.�
“Kansas?�
Both women turned, a redhead sauntering up to them. She placed a hand on the blonde’s back, a small smile curling her lips when Kansas leaned over to place a kiss on her cheek. “I’m coming.� Kansas turned back to Nina, an almost cocky twinkle in her green eyes to match the smirk on her lips. “See you around.�
“Yeah. Uh, it was nice seeing you again.� Nina muttered.
“You, too.�
The brunette watched as the two walked away, unable to take her eyes off Kansas. It had been what, seven years? Eight? Who was this ultra confident woman she saw? Where was the cute, unsure teenager from so long ago? And who the hell was the redhead? As she watched, Kansas smacked her on the ass, making the other woman giggle and push the blonde playfully away.
Nina stepped away from the sketches, deciding that she wanted to check out what else lined the walls and space of the gallery. She was approached by a thin man with a dark goatee. His fashionable thick-framed glasses were perched on a perfect nose, which was placed above perfect white teeth.
“Are you seeing anything you like?� he asked, voice somewhat high-pitched and definitely feminine.
“Yes. Everything here is so beautiful,� Nina commented, looking at the painting she stood in front of. A field of what looked to be corn, thought he stalks were purple, soil beneath white, like snow. The sky was bright blue, though lazy pink clouds floated by. Her gaze fell to the placard: Another Side of Kansas. Nina nearly laughed out loud, sure this was a private joke from Kansas Roberts.

“Yes, it is. And a good deal of it by our very own Kansas Roberts,� the man gestured toward where the blonde and redhead stood talking by the front door of the gallery, an older couple chatting with the artist.
“She’s very talented. I was just looking at her sketches on the back wall.� She glanced at the man, his button-up shirt opened enough to reveal a dusting of chest hair, though on him it didn’t look quite as pimp as it would on a straight guy. His hair was dark, longish and wavy, with long, neatly trimmed sideburns. His darker complexion spoke of a Spanish or Italian heritage. “Why are there no placards or prices on those?�
“They’re not for sale. Those sketches are from Kansas’ private collection. They’re actually only up for a short time, to celebrate the opening of our gallery,� he explained.
“Our gallery?�
“Yes,� the man smiled, big and proud. “Kansas and I own this fabulous place.� He indicated the building they stood in with a flair that made Nina smile.
“That’s wonderful.� She paused, chewing on her lower lip for a moment. “So, how did she end up here? In Colorado.�
“Well, if you like, I can introduce you to Kansas-“
“Oh, no,� Nina waved him off with a nervous laugh. “We’ve… met.�
“Oh,� he said knowingly, giving her a sympathetic smile as he patted her shoulder. “You and half the state, honey.� He glanced over at his business partner, watching as she blatantly flirted with two women who had just walked in, both women nearly swooning. “Sometimes I’m not sure who’s more of a slut- me or Kansas.� The man chuckled, turning back to Nina. “I’m Michael Ross. What is your name, beautiful lady?�
Nina smiled, despite herself. “Nina Glassman.�
“It’s a pleasure, Nina. Listen, I need to get, but you come in any time.� He gave her a brilliant smile, showing just how handsome he really was.
“Take care, Michael.�
With a peck to either cheek, he was gone. Nina turned back to the artwork with a sigh. She made herself not look when she heard a loud bray of laughter, coming from the direction where she knew Kansas still stood, entertaining her small audience of three.

***
The clubs in downtown Denver were far and few between, but what there was could be fun. Nina and Abby weaved their way through the crowds that had already begun to gather. It was a Saturday night, and the thumpa-thumpa vibrated through Nina’s bones. She wasn’t one for clubbing or drinking, but decided to go anyway. She hadn’t been out dancing in more than a year, and was actually looking forward to it.
“Want a drink?� Abby asked over the loud music. Nina nodded, her fingers already beginning to tap against her denim-clad leg as she found the beat of the music. “Amaretto Sour, right?� Again, Nina nodded. She watched until her date disappeared into the throng, then headed out to find somewhere where they could sit and relax. The place was dark, but no longer smoky- thanks to Colorado’s no-smoking laws in restaurants and bars, a law the professor loved.
Toward the back of the dark club, the wall was lined with round tables and chairs. Most were filled, but there were still a couple that were left empty. Nina quickly snagged one, back to the wall so she could watch everyone around her. She saw couples come and go, women laughing and dancing. A male couple making out in the corner. She watched the bodies moving, the air filled with sexual tension and heat. The brunette couldn’t help but feel it creep into her own body.
“Here you go.� Abby set a tumbler in front of Nina, the dark amber liquid mixing with the ice and thin straw. Nina smiled her thanks, taking the drink in one hand and sipping. It was strong, the alcohol burning in her throat.
“Thanks.� Nina absently played with her straw in the glass, her eyes beginning to adjust to the dark room, the music pounding and multi-colored lights making patterns on the floor and walls, and over the throbbing bodies.
“Do you want to dance?� Abby called out over the music.
“Sure.�
The two women linked hands as they headed toward the dance floor, weaving through their companions until they found a spot to themselves. The song playing had a techno beat to it, the pulsing bodies around them sweating with the exertion. Soon, Nina and Abby were right along with them.
Nina threw her head back, eyes closed, allowing herself to get lost in the music, her body moving of its own accord. She opened her eyes when she felt hands on her hips. Abby had moved in, bringing their bodies close as the music thumped. Nina looked into the woman’s eyes, wondering what she’d find there. She saw desire shining in those eyes, and it was aimed at her. A trill of fear wandered down her

spine, but the professor swallowed it down, allowing herself to wallow in it for the moment. It felt good to be wanted and desired.
After a couple more songs, Nina headed off to the bathroom, her Amaretto Sour and following bottle of water running right through her. The room was crowded as she pushed her way in, but it quickly cleared, so by the time she stepped out of her stall, the room was empty. The brunette stood at the sink, looking into the spotted mirror above as she washed her hands. The bathroom door squeaked open, two women giggling their way in. Nina was surprised to see one of the women was Kansas.
The blonde caught a blue gaze in the mirror, a cocky grin spreading across full lips. Kansas whispered something to the brunette she was with, the other woman scurrying into a stall, but not before glaring at Nina. The professor followed Kansas’ progress as the blonde walked over to her.
“Surprised to see you here,� she said, moving up behind Nina, meeting her gaze in their reflection.
“I can say the same about you.� Nina grabbed a couple paper towels from the dispenser, never taking her eyes off Kansas as she dried her hands.
“Are you here alone?�
“No. Abby’s waiting for me at our table.�
“Ah,� Kansas nodded in understanding. “Well, I hope Abby doesn’t mind if I steal you for a dance.� The sexy little grin appeared once more. “I do want one.�
Nina said nothing as she watched Kansas back away, headed toward the stall where the brunette waited for her. “I somehow don’t think your date would approve,� Nina said, a slightly harsh note in her voice.
“Date?� Kansas grinned full-out. “Hardly.� And with that, she disappeared into the stall, a soft moan following. “I can smell you, baby,� Kansas murmured. “Smell good.�
Nina threw the crumpled paper towels into the trash, pulling the door to the bathroom open with enough force to smack it into the wall behind.
As Nina sat at her table, nursing the beer Abby had gotten her, she felt pissed off. She couldn’t exactly define why, just felt it. She held the bottle by the neck, casually taking a swig. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt a hand on her knee. Turning, she found herself looking into the concerned gaze of her date.
“You okay?� Abby asked, leaning in close. Close enough that Nina could feel her alcohol-scented breath on her neck. She nodded. She faced the redhead, managing

to lose herself in the heated gaze. Abby’s lips were soft, the taste of lipstick mixing with the yeasty aftertaste of the beer. Abby began to deepen the kiss when Nina pulled back, sensing the presence of another. Standing next to their table was Kansas, watching intently.
Nina wiped her mouth, guiltily looking up at the blonde. Abby was about to get angry when the unexpected visitor grinned, charm oozing from her. “Sorry to interrupt, ladies.� Kansas rested a hand on the table, leaning on her arm toward Abby. “Hey, do you mind if I steal your girlfriend for a minute? See, I knew her way back in Ohio, and haven’t seen her since. I’d like to catch up during a dance, if you wouldn’t mind.�
Abby found herself grinning like a fool and nodding. “Sure.� She turned to Nina. “Have fun.�
As the professor was pulled from her seat by the hand, she wasn’t sure whether she wanted to thank Abby, or curse her. She followed Kansas to the dance floor, the blonde’s grip steady and strong. They found a spot and the blonde stopped tem, turning to face her companion.
Nina was nervous, unsure what to say or think as she looked into the green eyes that belonged to who used to be the girl next door. She now knew better, still able to smell sex on the hot little blonde. Kansas placed her hands on Nina’s hips, pulling their bodies a fairly respectable distance, her own hips beginning to move to the music. Nina placed her own hands gingerly on strong shoulders. She almost couldn’t breathe as she looked into Kansas’ fiery gaze, felt enveloped by it.
“Told you I’d get my dance,� the blonde said, just loud enough to be heard over the music.
“That you did.� She tried to think of something to say, but her brain seemed to abandon her, leaving her mouth dry. Nina gasped as strong hands tightened on her hips, pulling her in close. The body heat coming from Kansas was immense and all-consuming. Moving body to body, Nina tightened her own grasp, but mainly just to hold on as Kansas pressed them together, moving her hips against Nina. If the brunette didn’t know any better, she’d say they were fucking standing up.
“You’re still really beautiful,� Kansas said, almost wistful. Her gaze trailed over Nina’s face, gliding down to take in her opened collared shirt, which revealed just a bit of cleavage. The blonde’s gaze kept going until it reached their joined hips. She watched their movement for a moment, then suddenly her body heat was gone, leaving Nina’s head spinning as Kansas turned around. Pressing her ass into Nina’s crotch, Kansas took hold of the brunette’s hands, wrapping Nina’s arms around the smaller body.

Nina could feel the softness of Kansas’ ribbed top underneath her hands as they were placed on a hard, flat stomach. She tried to pull away, though it was weak, but she was held firmly in place. She leaned in, inhaling the scent of thick, blonde hair, the wisps tickling her nose. Eyes closing, she allowed her body to move with the blonde, pressing into her, breasts flat against her back, sex growing wet as desire rushed through her. Nina’s eyes flew open when she felt her hands being moved- Kansas’ own hands rested atop them, moving them where she wanted them. Nina’s hands were slid up the blonde’s front, over firm breasts, then back down to finally rest on Kansas’ hips. Nina felt her sex clinch when she realized the blonde’s nipples were hard as they had been grazed by her palms.
The base-heavy song ended, a slower one beginning on its heals. Nina thought her torture might be over, but Kansas had other ideas. The blonde turned to face her again, wrapping her arms up around the brunette’s neck. Nina’s hands automatically found narrow hips, her own moving in perfect motion with them. Kansas stared up into Nina’s eyes, her fingers burying themselves in dark hair. Nina returned the gaze, looking for what, she didn’t know. It seemed questions roamed the green expanse, but Kansas said nothing. For a moment, just a moment, the blonde seemed to be the sweet, innocent girl that Nina had once known eight years ago. She did the math in her head, and was shocked to realize that Kansas was a 26 year old woman now. Definitely not the kid she remembered her to be.
As the dance continued, Nina couldn’t help but think back to an earlier time with the blonde- the last time she saw her, for instance. Sitting on the back stoop of her house. She remembered the kiss they had shared: the soft perfection of Kansas’ mouth. The way her body had felt. The soft, tentative feel of an unsure hand on her breast before she had stopped it. Stopped it all. The next day Kansas had been gone, swept away by her father. Nina felt herself becoming lost once again, pulled toward what she knew instinctively was dangerous territory, just as dangerous as it had been eight years ago, just in a very different way, now.
The clearing of a throat brought Nina out of her reverie. Spell broken, she turned to see Abby standing close by, looking less-than-thrilled as she watched the pair. Kansas dropped her hands from the brunette’s body, giving them both a smile, then disappearing into the crowd, though not before giving Nina a long look over her shoulder. Their gazes had met briefly before Kansas was gone.
***
Though technically she had done nothing wrong, Nina still felt guilty. As she stood in the entryway of her townhouse, making out with Abby, she knew inside that the ardor spreading through her body like wildfire had nothing to do with the redhead whose ass she was grabbing, and whose mouth she was taking violently. Suddenly a little blonde marched in front of her minds’ eye, green eyes blazing with lecherous intent.

Nina pulled away, gasping for breath. Her guilt was getting in the way of her desire. Abby took the break in the kiss for the opportunity to find the brunette’s neck, laving it with hot, wet kisses and nips.
“I want you, baby,� Abby murmured against the column of Nina’s throat.
Nina closed her eyes, trying to stay focused, trying to stay present with Abby, the one who had her hands up under Nina’s shirt, fingers spread out over the expanse of her back. You’re still really beautiful. The words echoed through Nina’s mind. Well, I hope Abby doesn’t mind if I steal you for a dance. I do want one.
Nina wanted to scream, a cold shower of emotions washing over her. “Wait,� she gasped, gently pushing Abby away. “Wait, stop.�
The redhead stepped back, anger burning in her eyes. “Damn it, Nina,� she fumed. “Why do you do this every time?�
Nina looked away, infused with shame. “I’m sorry. I just can’t.�
“Is it me? Or is it you? Because I gotta tell you- I don’t know how long I can wait.� Abby hugged herself, hurt and rejection painted all over her face and body language.
Nina allowed her anger at herself to be lashed out on Abby. “Well, if you’re only here to fuck me, then you’re here for the wrong reasons.�
Fresh hurt seeped into Abby’s eyes. “That was low.� They stood in the entryway, neither able or willing to look at the other. Finally Abby broke the silence. “I saw you with that blonde tonight. Is that it? Is there someone else?�
Nina sighed, running a hand through her hair. She shook her head. “No. Kansas is just an old friend from a long time ago.�
“Yeah, so she said. A very good friend, I’d say.� Nina said nothing. “Be careful, Nina. Kansas Roberts is a snake, old friend or not.� With those final words of warning, Abby grabbed her keys from the small entryway table where they’d been set, then closed the front door behind her.
Nina blew out a deep breath, grateful to be alone.
***
The Gallery had become quite the hip little shop in downtown Boulder, which was saying a lot, as the gorgeous town was filled with ‘hip little shops’. Nina tugged her purse higher on her shoulder as she entered, eyes scouring to make sure a certain little blonde wasn’t anywhere in sight.

“Welcome back, beautiful.�
Nina turned, surprised to see Michael Ross suddenly walking beside her. He looked gorgeous as always, his designer glasses polished to a shine. He smiled at her, teeth glaringly white.
“Hello, Michael. How are you?�
“I’m doing wonderfully. And yourself?�
“Very well, thank you.� As they exchanged greetings, they were heading toward the back wall of the gallery. When they arrived, Nina was surprised and deeply disappointed to see the sketches were gone.
“Sorry, sweetie. Kansas took those down.� Michael stood, arms crossed over his lean chest, silk t-shirt tight over his chest and flat stomach. “I was kind of surprised, to be honest,� he continued. “She came in this morning like a bat out of hell, and without a word, took every one of them down, quickly replacing them with these.� He indicated the water color paintings that had taken their place. “Never one for water color, personally, I don’t get it.�
Nina thought about her time at the bar the night before, seeing just what kind of fireball Kansas could be. “That’s a shame,� she said. She felt a dark gaze on her, and turned to see Michael studying her. He smiled.
“Would you like a latte?�
Nina smiled, nodding. “Sure.� She could use a friend.
The offices of the gallery were somewhat plain compared to the spacious rooms up front, decorated with some of the finest art Nina had ever seen. She listened as the latte machine whooshed to life, Michael expertly creating their drinks.
“Here you are, love,� he said, handing the brunette a large mug. She took it, again following the wonderful-smelling man back to the front. “What do you do here?� he asked, gingerly blowing over the top of his drink to cool it.
“I teach law up at CU,� Nina said, taking a seat in one of the deep, comfy chairs placed near the large, front window of the gallery. Michael sat across from her, one leg crossed casually over the other. As Nina glanced at her companion, she was struck again at just how gorgeous he really was. “How do you know Kansas?�
The dark-haired man smiled into his latte, almost knowingly. Nina didn’t understand, and didn’t exactly like it, but said nothing. “We were college roommates for one year, renting out this horrible little piece of shit apartment. That is, until Kansas decided college wasn’t for her and the little shit ran off with

some hot little number she met.� Michael chuckled at the memory. “Left me to figure out two months worth of rent. That’s okay,� he gave Nina an evil grin. “I got her back- made her give me her favorite painting to make up for it.�
Nina laughed, setting her cup on the small, wooden table next to her chair. “Why did you do that?�
“Oh, I knew I was getting the much better deal! I knew Kansas would be something someday- her art is truly inspired and glorious. That painting? It’s now hanging above my couch, and is worth well into the six digits.�
Nina laughed again, liking this man. She sobered quickly, wanting so badly to ask questions about the blonde, but knew better. “I own a piece of hers, as well. Came across it a few years back. One of her sculptures.�
“You do?� Michael leaned forward in his chair, hands resting on his knees. “Well, sweetheart, count yourself lucky, and count yourself as one of three who do.�
Nina stared at him, blinking twice. “She only made three pieces.�
“Yeppers.� Michael sat back, sipping from his latte. “I’ve told her she needs to make more, but for some reason, she won’t.� He shrugged. “What do I know? I’m only an art appraiser, after all.�
Nina snickered, taking a sip from her drink as she glanced out to the street. To her surprise, she saw Kansas across the street, seeming to be arguing with a petit brunette. The woman with long hair was gesticulating wildly while Kansas stood back and watched, arms crossed defensively over her chest. Her stance said it all- Kansas was irritated and Nina wasn’t even sure if she were listening to what the other woman was saying.
“Oh, lordy,� Michael muttered, turning in his seat to watch the street show. “Here we go.�
“What’s happening?� Nina asked, glancing at the man sitting across from her before turning her attention back to Kansas.
“She’s just broke another one.� Michael sighed heavily, finishing off his latte. “See, the problem is Kansas is just too damn nice, and too damn adorable.� He met Nina’s gaze with a shrug. “She can’t say no, and women can’t resist her.�
“How long has she been this way?� the brunette asked, unable to take her eyes off the blonde, who was now getting into the discussion, gesticulating her own points until finally she just walked away. The brunette stood as if unsure, then with a most profound single-fingered statement, stormed down the sidewalk before disappearing into a bookstore at the end of the block.

Nina cleared her throat, straightening in her seat as Kansas crashed through the door of the gallery.
“Tough night?� Michael called out, voice sounding bored.
“Fuck off!� Kansas yelled over her shoulder as she stormed into the back room. Nina watched, amused, as Michael ticked off five seconds on his fingers. The door blew back open, Kansas appearing, staring at their guest. “Nina!� she said before she’d even realized she’d spoken.
“Hello, Kansas. How are you?�
“Uh,� the blonde ran a hand through her hair, making it even more wild than it was before. She looked as though she’d just tumbled out of bed, dressed in baggy jeans and a tight tank top.
As he’d done a million times before, Michael stepped in to save his best friend from making an ass of herself. “Gorgeous Nina stopped by for a latte and to chat, and look around at our fabulous little shop, didn’t you, Nina?�
“Yeah. Sure did.� The brunette plastered a smile to her face.
“Excuse me for a moment, Nina, while I talk with my colleague for a moment.� Michael pushed up from his chair and walked over to Kansas, grabbing her by the arm before forcefully shoving her toward the door to the back offices.
Nina got up from her chair, not sure what to think or feel. She had no idea what had happened between Kansas and the brunette on the street, but she knew a hurt woman when she saw one- and the brunette had been hurt. Who was she to judge, though? She’d done her own fair share of hurting people. Such as Abby the night before.
With a heavy sigh, the brunette walked around the gallery, deciding what she’d buy.
Michael didn’t let go of Kansas’ arm until they were back by the espresso maker. “Let go, asshole,� she growled, yanking herself free. The blonde didn’t want to hear it, but knew she would anyway.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing, Kansas?� he hissed. “Have your fucked up ‘relationships’ if you wish, but not in the middle of the goddamn street!�
“Michael-“
“No, shut up and listen this time,� the man said, holding up a manicured finger. “Your friend in there and I- and half the town, might I add- saw your little show. I

don’t care who you bang, and I don’t care who you drop, but the don’t bring it to work, or within walking distance of work. Got it?�
Kansas hung her head, nodding like a good little girl. She looked up at him with adoring green eyes. “I’m sorry, Mikey.�
Michael opened his mouth to continue the barrage, but lost it, the puppy dog look aimed at him making him forget what he was about to say. “I hate it when you do that,� he whined. “I can never remember why I was pissed at you in the first place.�
Kansas grinned big, giving the man a monster hug. “Tell Nina I’m sorry for what she had to see.�
Michael pulled back from the hug. “Why don’t you go tell her yourself?�
“Nah,� Kansas said, waving off the idea. “I got too much to do.�
“Okay. But next time, Gadget…� Michael leaned down and placed a quick peck on Kansas’ lips, then turned to head back to the gallery. Kansas watched him go, taking several deep breaths.
“I’m such an ass,� she whispered, then headed toward her office.
Nina was minding her own business, perusing the artwork when Michael joined her again. “I’m really sorry,� he muttered, walking along side her. “I really wish she’d get herself straightened out. She’s so talented, and sometimes I really worry she’ll just piss it all away.�
“What do you think will change that?� the brunette asked, stopping in front of a gorgeous black and white of a snow landscape. It would go perfectly in Nina’s second bedroom.
“I don’t know. For her to grow up, maybe. And what’ll do that, hell if I know. Been trying for years.� He sighed, giving his attention to the work before them. “Oh, this one is gorgeous. I always loved this shot.�
“It’s perfect for one of my bedrooms.� They both stood in silent wonder. “How much do you want for it?�
Michael quoted Nina a price, which made her suck in a silent breath. Mentally she calculated her bills compared to her savings, and it she should spend the money or not. Finally she came to a decision. “I’ll take it.�
“Wonderful!� Michael clapped his hands. “And, I’ll tell you what- I know the photographer personally, so leave it here with us, and I’ll have him come in and sign it, then I’ll deliver it personally to your front door.�