Chapter 17

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LUCAS'S POV

As I stand inside keeping myself from watching them, I keep wondering if I should just give up the fight. Seeing her kissing him like that just made me crumble apart inside. I guess I know how she felt walking out on me and Holly. Only Cadence was just kissing him not getting finger fucked by him. If I feel this shitty I can't even imagine what Cadence must have felt. I really am the biggest piece of shit. Somehow that girl is still willing to give me a second chance and I'm not going to blow it.

I see her walk in and she loops her arm in mine. Suddenly her face drops as she takes in all the art around her. She looked like a kid in a candy store. She starts to pull me through the museum from on piece to another. After an hour I finally tell her I have a surprise for her. I walk her to the office "Hi I'm Lucas Anderson. I spoke with you earlier today." I didn't want to say more then that. I didn't want to give away what was next. "Yes of course sir. Right this way." The short older man lead us to a private section. "Will there be anything else sir?" Cadence is looking at me so confused and I love it. "No thank you. That's it right now." The short man took his leave.

"Close your eyes beautiful." She gives me a glare that wrinkles her nose up a bit. Then she closes them. I guide her over to a spot that I had set up. "Ok beautiful open your eyes." She opens her eyes and is blown away. She standing next to an easel I had set up, with everything she needs to paint, an iPod with bass heavy songs loaded on it, and the best part is she was set up right in front view of 'The Unfinished' installation. It wasn't easy to make this happen but she's worth this and much, much more.

"Luke was is this?" She still doesn't understand

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"Luke was is this?" She still doesn't understand. "Baby everything is set up for you to paint while you look at your favorite pieces." She picks up the paint brush and looks back to me. "How did you know these were my favorite?" I don't know why she seems so unsure right now. So I walk over to her. "You told me before we fell asleep that first night. You told me about you're love of painting and these art pieces in particular. So I wanted to do something special for you." She leans forward and kisses me on my cheek before turning towards the easel. I pick up the iPod and put the ear buds in for her and press play.

She starts to paint and swaying her hips with the music. I'm sitting in a chair just watching how at peace she is. Watching like a creep as she swings her hips back and forth. I try to see what she's painting but she blocking the view of it. I must have dozed off because I had the curator waking me up telling me time was up. Damn that was a fast two hours. I walk up and pull the ear buds out of her ears and see the beautiful painting she did. it was a field of sunflowers with a white villa and mountains in the background. I couldn't believe she did that in two hours. She added the final touch with her name in the corner.

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