Paige stretched and grabbed her water from the table, blushing when she remembered how Cade had taken her on it almost a week ago. She loved how they were. He came over almost every day, bringing her food and then they’d make out or make love depending on how into her art she was. And then he’d leave and come to her house later. She felt a little sad. He had texted that he couldn’t make it that day and she was already missing him.
She looked at her phone and felt a sudden urge to text him but she did not want to be a bother. With a sigh, she turned back to her painting and she once again filled with pride. She was doing better than she thought and working fast. She could be done with this particular painting within the month and if she continued that way, she would have a month left over.
