Playing For Keeps
"The lighting is all wrong," Avery Roberts commented to a staff member at the Henri Lawrence Gallery in SoHo, New York City. Located on Houston and Broadway, HLG was an eclectic mix of contemporary art.
"How about here?" Ben tried another position on the wall and glanced in Avery's direction. Everyone knew Avery to be demanding, but Ben had never thought so until now. Slender and strikingly beautiful with café-au-lait-colored skin and green eyes, dressed in a fitted gray pantsuit and pink silk blouse with a V neckline that revealed a hint of cleavage, she was every man's wet dream.
So how could a woman that beautiful be such an ice princess?
Avery smoothed her shoulder-length ponytail and prim bangs with one hand and sighed wearily. "No, no, no." She shook her head. "Move it over there," she ordered, indicating a corner spot in her section of the gallery. It had just the right amount of natural light overhead to reflect her new artist's work.
A buyer at the gallery for several years after attending NYU, Avery knew art. She was well versed in contemporary, Renaissance, baroque and neoclassical art. Ever since she'd been a child, she'd had a fascination with ... read full excerpt from: Playing for Keeps ebook
