Moondance Beach by Donovan Susan

Author:Donovan, Susan [Donovan, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780451419309
Publisher: Signet
Published: 2015-09-01T14:00:00+00:00

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Duncan had seen Lena’s compound only at night, from down on the beach. So when the remote-controlled gates opened and he got a good broad-daylight look at it, the scope and style of the place shocked him.

The two-story structure sat on one of the highest points on the island and was a clean combination of cedar shingle, stone, glass, and more glass. He was no architect, but he noticed how it combined ultramodern lines with the traditional New England coastal style. Two giant stone chimneys bookended the house, and all the windows were trimmed with blue-green and white, which stood in bright contrast to the white cedar shakes. He could see a large greenhouse topped with at least six weather vanes of varying height, color, and design. The yard wasn’t a yard at all—it was wild island land. It took a couple minutes to get all the way down the crushed-shell drive.

“Not too shabby, Silva,” he said.

She laughed, and when he glanced over at her, he had to laugh along with her. Since Duncan wasn’t an artsy kind of guy, he couldn’t find the words to describe why he felt this way, but immediately he knew Lena belonged here. This was her place, and it suited her perfectly.

Beautiful. Unusual. Interesting.

She pulled into the attached garage and showed him a storage room off the back where she kept items for art shows.

As he unloaded the trunk, he asked her, “How many of these things do you do a year?”

“A year?” Lena paused, throwing a bag over her shoulder. Only then did Duncan have the time to appreciate the full effect of what she wore—figure-hugging black leggings and a pair of complicated-looking black sandals with a heel. Her floaty blouse was cinched in by a black leather belt that hung low on her hips, and her wrists were stacked with black and green bangles.

Holy shit, that girl is sexy.

“I travel about a week out of every month for media appearances and gallery events. I’m asked to do more, but I need to leave three unbroken weeks of each month to paint. Otherwise, what would I have to show?”

“Makes sense,” Duncan said. “Do you like being out there, having people swarm around you like they did today?”

She laughed, almost as if she were embarrassed. “I do. I love meeting people who like my work, but just between you and me, a little bit goes a long way.” She looked around. “I’m always so happy to come back home.”

Duncan nodded. He found it interesting that her favorite thing was coming home, which was the one thing he had always avoided. He stacked the last box. “So when is that show in Paris you mentioned?”

“October.”

Duncan closed the door to the storage area, feeling her eyes trained on his every move. “I guess you’ll be in Europe when I’m . . . who knows where. Europe? Central Asia? But neither of us will be here.”

Lena smiled stiffly, breaking eye contact for a second. “Do you know when you ship out?”

“I don’t.

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