Art of Seduction 6/?
**Disclaimers and all information in part one**
A/N Sorry this chapter is so short but I wanted to write Harm's thoughts up until the point that Mac walks in the door. Look for a longer more detailed chapter tomorrow or Tuesday.
**Trish Burnett's Art Gallery 6:55pm**
I'm standing here looking at one of Kelsay's photos from her last trip to Manitoba, Canada. Kelsay's a photographer and travels all over the world taking pictures of nature and wildlife. This is her first show at my mom's gallery but she's had shows in other parts of the world and makes a very good living. She's very laid back and approachable compared to some of the artists my mom has displayed.
For example, I've attended openings where I've had to wear a tux. Tonight I'm wearing khaki slacks, a white shirt with a blue tie and my leather jacket. Of course Kelsay might keep these so casual because she remembers listening to me complain about being the only 15 year old in school who owned a tux.
There's music playing softly in the background as people mingle and look at the photos. I heard Norah Jones earlier and now I think I can hear John Mayer. There are waiters around serving appetizers and non alcoholic drinks. Kelsay's parents died in a drunk driving accident, as a result she refuses to serve alcohol at any of her shows because she knows people will be driving. The food is distinctly American. Kelsay told me that's because she spends so much time overseas that she needs to be reminded of her roots when she comes home.
I still think my mom's up to something up it wasn't what I thought she was up to. I realized that when I asked her if she was trying to fix me up with someone I always said 'out here.' I figured she was going to try and fix me up with Kelsay and argue that I was asking her if she was trying to fix me up with anyone who lived in the area and Kelsay doesn't spend enough time in California to count. Then I got to the opening and talked to Kelsay. I also met her significant other. She's already in a long-term relationship and has been for about ten years. Her significant other is named Hilary.
So here I stand drinking sparkling grape juice, looking at a photo of two bear cubs that look like they're playing tag, and trying to figure out exactly what my mother is up to. She has to be up to something. She never plays the guilt card to get me to visit unless it's around Christmas. She also hasn't once mentioned the conversation we had back in D.C. The one where she got me to admit I'm in love with Mac. I thought for sure she'd at least try again to convince me that Mac loves me too, even though I know she doesn't.
I'm standing here wondering how long until I can gracefully make an exit without offending my mom when I hear the front door open. Who would be arriving an hour late? Curiousity gets the better of me and I turn to look and forget to breathe for a second. Mac is standing just inside the doorway of my mom's gallery and she looks fantastic. She's wearing a black cocktail dress that looks like it made of silk, It has spaghetti straps and a sheer black shawl type thing that goes with it. She also has on black heels that tie behind her ankles. Her hair has a little bit of curl to it and her makeup is so subtle I'm not entirely sure she's wearing any. She looks beautiful in that dress. I bet she'd look even better out of it. Down Hammer, Mac doesn't think about you that way. After reminding myself to breathe I make my way to the door to greet her, working on calming myself down the entire way.
"Hi Sarah, this is certainly a pleasant surprise."
Tbc.....
**Disclaimers and all information in part one**
A/N Sorry this chapter is so short but I wanted to write Harm's thoughts up until the point that Mac walks in the door. Look for a longer more detailed chapter tomorrow or Tuesday.
**Trish Burnett's Art Gallery 6:55pm**
I'm standing here looking at one of Kelsay's photos from her last trip to Manitoba, Canada. Kelsay's a photographer and travels all over the world taking pictures of nature and wildlife. This is her first show at my mom's gallery but she's had shows in other parts of the world and makes a very good living. She's very laid back and approachable compared to some of the artists my mom has displayed.
For example, I've attended openings where I've had to wear a tux. Tonight I'm wearing khaki slacks, a white shirt with a blue tie and my leather jacket. Of course Kelsay might keep these so casual because she remembers listening to me complain about being the only 15 year old in school who owned a tux.
There's music playing softly in the background as people mingle and look at the photos. I heard Norah Jones earlier and now I think I can hear John Mayer. There are waiters around serving appetizers and non alcoholic drinks. Kelsay's parents died in a drunk driving accident, as a result she refuses to serve alcohol at any of her shows because she knows people will be driving. The food is distinctly American. Kelsay told me that's because she spends so much time overseas that she needs to be reminded of her roots when she comes home.
I still think my mom's up to something up it wasn't what I thought she was up to. I realized that when I asked her if she was trying to fix me up with someone I always said 'out here.' I figured she was going to try and fix me up with Kelsay and argue that I was asking her if she was trying to fix me up with anyone who lived in the area and Kelsay doesn't spend enough time in California to count. Then I got to the opening and talked to Kelsay. I also met her significant other. She's already in a long-term relationship and has been for about ten years. Her significant other is named Hilary.
So here I stand drinking sparkling grape juice, looking at a photo of two bear cubs that look like they're playing tag, and trying to figure out exactly what my mother is up to. She has to be up to something. She never plays the guilt card to get me to visit unless it's around Christmas. She also hasn't once mentioned the conversation we had back in D.C. The one where she got me to admit I'm in love with Mac. I thought for sure she'd at least try again to convince me that Mac loves me too, even though I know she doesn't.
I'm standing here wondering how long until I can gracefully make an exit without offending my mom when I hear the front door open. Who would be arriving an hour late? Curiousity gets the better of me and I turn to look and forget to breathe for a second. Mac is standing just inside the doorway of my mom's gallery and she looks fantastic. She's wearing a black cocktail dress that looks like it made of silk, It has spaghetti straps and a sheer black shawl type thing that goes with it. She also has on black heels that tie behind her ankles. Her hair has a little bit of curl to it and her makeup is so subtle I'm not entirely sure she's wearing any. She looks beautiful in that dress. I bet she'd look even better out of it. Down Hammer, Mac doesn't think about you that way. After reminding myself to breathe I make my way to the door to greet her, working on calming myself down the entire way.
"Hi Sarah, this is certainly a pleasant surprise."
Tbc.....