Scarlett enjoyed the up and down movement of painting, the way the letters came to life under the stroke of her brush, the way her mind was able to roam free. She hadn’t planned on painting letters that morning, and her to-do list sat there, dormant. But she didn’t care.
Hudson whistled while he worked, and she wanted to be close to him. The peace that d…
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