The Test (The List series) by Fenske Tawna

Author:Fenske, Tawna
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled; Scorched; erotica; erotic; erotic romance, erom, Tawna Fenske, romantic comedy, steamy, bad boy
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2018-02-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Dax

As we climb the steps to the museum, I reach for Lisa’s hand. Our fingers lace together like a matched set. It’s not until she turns and smiles at me that I realize what a relationshippy thing I’ve done.

Then again, this is sort of a date. Today’s outing has nothing to do with The Test, and I’m not sure how to feel about that.

“Here we are,” she says, reaching for the front door. “You have the tickets?”

I nod and pat the pocket of my shirt. It’s the only dress shirt I own, and I’m not sure what it says that I’ve donned it today for Lisa. “Got ’em,” I tell her. “I still can’t believe I let you drag me to some swanky gallery party.”

She rolls her eyes and pulls open the door. “I told you, it’s not a swanky gallery party. It’s an opening for a new art exhibit. One I think you’ll really like.”

There’s a part of me that wants to mutter like a surly jackass about being cleaned up and towed to a highbrow arts and culture affair like a monkey in a suit.

There’s another part of me that loves the idea that Lisa’s chosen something special with me in mind. That she put “Dax” and “art” into the same sentence and didn’t bust up laughing.

“Come on,” she says, pulling me along through the stark white corridor. “The cocktail lines at these things are always huge, so I want to beat the crowd.”

“Far be it from me to get between Lisa Michaels and a fancy cocktail.”

She grins at me as she turns a corner and halts in front of a large easel. “Here,” she says, pointing at the sign. “This is what we’re going to see.”

I stare at the words, absorbing the significance.

Wild and Untamed: An Intimate Photographic Exploration of North American Wolves, by Nathaniel Kahn.

“Wolves,” I repeat, too dumbfounded to say anything smarter than that.

“Like your sculpture,” she says. “I knew you liked them, so when I saw the ad for this opening, I thought…” She trails off, furrowing her brow as she studies my face. “I’m sorry. Is this not okay?”

I’m not sure what she sees in my expression. Awe? Gratitude? Sadness? All of those things, maybe, but I’m determined not to let it show. “It’s awesome,” I tell her, which is true. “I’m blown away that you thought of me.”

Her smile returns, and she grips my hand again. “I’m so glad. The artist is supposed to be amazing. He’s a photographer who works mostly in black and white images, but this is the first time he’s done a show of wildlife photography.”

“What does he normally do?”

“He specializes in erotic imagery. Very artistic.”

“Erotic?”

“Not like that,” she says, probably recognizing intrigue in my voice. “It’s not porn or anything.”

“That’s too bad. I kinda like porn.”

She rolls her eyes, but I can tell she’s not really annoyed. “He usually does abstract, boudoir photography. The sort of thing where you can’t tell whether you’re looking at a thigh or a shoulder or a breast.

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