I hadn’t stopped smiling all morning. It was amazing what love and several mind-blowing orgasms could do for a girl’s outlook. I wasn’t a moody person, but I also wasn’t typically chipper either—no one had ever volunteered me for the Miss Congeniality ballot. Nico had dropped me off at work with a packed lunch and strict instructions not to leave the gallery until he picked me up at the end of the day. He admitted that he’d been following me since being assigned guard duty and spent most of his days in his car watching me. Though I was a little disappointed in my observational skills, I was glad to know I’d had a protective eye watching over me. We decided if I wasn’t leaving the gallery, he could spend the day at his office and get caught up on some of his own work. When I got a text from
