Chapter Ten
Gordon Field's office was bright and cheery compared to Lucien's doleful relic of a home. Seeing her unstable lover for the first time in two weeks in such cheerful surroundings, he looked like a god sitting in one of Gordon's plush office chairs. His long legs were crossed in a casual pose, sanity and calmness wreaking from every pore, even from the look in his eyes when he turned towards her, having heard her enter.
"You look wonderful," Lucien said, as Dana sat down at opposite him.
She laid the portfolio of pictures on the conference table in front of her, and Gordon settled himself in a chair between them.
"Thank you," she said, keeping her feelings guarded. She was certain that Lucien could tell how her heart was beating in her chest, how her body juices were wet wi
