Chapter 42

“You have a very nice posterior,” Griffin commented as if he’d read Daniel’s mind.

Taking the highroad, for what it was worth, Daniel managed to reply, “Thank you, I think.”

By then they were in the studio, which helped calm Daniel. It was his space, his world, and right now he was extremely glad it existed.

“Where do you want me?” Griffin asked.

In my bed? Umm, better not even hint at that. And why does his complimenting me make me so nervous? I’m told Mellie I’m not looking—and I’m not. Two bad relationships should have taught me something. You’d think anyway.

“Was that such a hard question?” Griffin said, laughter in his voice.

“How about there.” Daniel pointed to one of the stools sitting beside his drawing table.