Chapter 13
“Do you normally work a lot?”
He shrugged. “I guess. I love what I do and consider myself lucky to have a great job. I feel like I’m off-balance when I don’t get to paint or draw every day.”
“Can’t you draw at your friend’s house?”
He nodded. “I do, but a lot of my stuff is at the studio. I have a cabinet there with most of my supplies. I don’t like to carry everything with me.”
“Drew mentioned upstairs. I didn’t realize there was an upstairs to the studio.”
“Yeah, that’s where I’m going to live. When everything is done, I’ll work and live under one roof.”
If that didn’t scream workaholic, I didn’t know what did. “Won’t you feel isolated?”
He shook his head and pulled into a spot at Nicolino’s. I grinned, catching his eye. “Is this okay? I figured we both obviously enjoy
