After hearing the main door close and lock, Jessey got to her feet. There was nothing here that couldn't wait until tomorrow, but she needed some quiet time before heading home. She knew it was foolish, but here was one of the few locations that could bring her down to earth when she felt completely out of control.
Additionally, she felt completely helpless.
She walked around the exhibition till she saw her favorite artwork and stopped. Jessey felt like she'd been kicked in the chest the first time she saw the piece, and she still didn't know what it was about it that captivated her so deeply. She desired it with an intensity never before seen... until now.
She was at a loss as to how to handle Charley. What, if anything, she should do. Whenever she contemplated how quickly he'd inserte
