A Rumored Affair by Lyn Viki

Author:Lyn, Viki
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-22T05:00:00+00:00

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Graham followed Chris down the wooden stairway leading to Henry Latimer’s home. Rather than being perched on a high cliff, ready to take flight, the house sat on a lower bluff overlooking the ocean. The stairway forked midway down the side, one path leading to Henry’s front door and the other to a private beach.

The redwood house was weathered into a warm gray, surrounded by large-paned windows and a line of seashell wind chimes hanging from the eaves. The tinkling sound of the chimes enhanced the laid-back atmosphere. Graham envisioned the artist as a bohemian hippy, a throwback from the Summer of Love generation.

When the door opened, and Henry greeted them, Graham’s breath caught in his throat. This man was no hippy. His buzz cut shone as gold as the sunlight bearing down on Henry’s head. Eyes too blue to be real—the artist had to be wearing contacts. Those incredible eyes led Graham’s line of vision to the hawklike nose. Shrewd was the first word that came to Graham’s mind. He’d have to consider his words when he spoke to Henry, especially since Chris had warned him that the artist tended to be brusque in his manner.

Henry took up the door frame with his broad chest and long legs. “Great to see you, Chris.” His gaze burned into Graham with a silent stare, the artist’s muscular arms crossed, his tatted biceps bulging from his tank. “So who is this yo-yo?”

Graham drew himself up, ready to snap back, but Chris stepped between them and made the introductions. “Latty, this is Graham Winter, the guest I told you about. He’s interested in your work.”

So the guy warranted a nickname. That was just great. Now Graham had to be on his best behavior with this asshole.

Henry embraced Chris in a massive bear hug. “It’s about time you came out of your cave.” He ruffled Chris’s hair with his big paw. “You’re looking good there, sport.”

Instead of scowling, Chris beamed at the artist. That rare smile usually sent a thrill through Graham, but not when aimed at another guy. He gripped Chris’s shoulder. When Chris glanced at him with a puzzled look, he let up the pressure.

“I’m interested in seeing your work.” Graham kept his tone even, and very challenging to do with such a tense jaw. Not that he planned to buy even a damn postcard from this artist.

Henry said, slyly, “For a spot above your sofa? Let me guess.” He stroked his goatee. “You have East Coast written all over you. Black leather couch, glass tables, penthouse view of the city skyline.”

Graham gritted his teeth at the bastard’s judgmental attitude. “You don’t look the type to create sofa art. And I’m not the type to buy it.”

Henry winked at Chris. “Maybe he’s redeemable. Follow me, then.” He casually placed his hand on Chris’s back. “I have your favorite coffee. Why don’t you make a cup? I’ll take Mr. Winter upstairs.”

Chris leaned into Henry and whispered, but Graham heard him all too clear. “Be nice.

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