old Manhattan wind hit her face, cooling her flush

" she ordered the driver. She needed to work. She

the preparation for the upcoming charity art exhibition

d floor. She was pointing and giving directions to

s rang out from the ground floor lobby. It was acco

abbed the white rail

mach pl

into a dark navy suit. He looked immaculate, showing zero

Stone. Hanging off his left arm w

hiding her body behind a massive, so

nded so loudly she was afraid it w

nting. "Oh, Buren, buy that one f

up, cold and bored. "B

head, looking up toward the second-floor balco

over her mouth. She s

ed up. His sharp eyes instantly locked on

, Ina felt the physica

the two women. "I need to use the r

d of his leather shoes ascending

workers had blocked the emergency

rner. He walked straight behind the marble s

Ina to back up until her sp

d flat against the wall beside her head.

scent of cedarwood and mint invaded her lun

her jaw tight. "What do yo

mocking scoff. "You r

her skin. "That Page Six article. The photo

fr

and smooth. "I walked her out the side door to draw the do

almost brushed his cheek. She stare

an who saved you from a publ

m cracked. She looked deep into his dark eyes and, for the first ti

Alex's annoying voice ec

htened up. He looked down at

d, leaving Ina pinned against the wall, her h