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CHAPTER 52

  MAKE OR BREAK

  TIARA

  It took a while to paint. Quite some time. The canvas was really sensitive, and the colors were very rich. They captured every contact I had with them. I considered every brush throw to be sacred.

  I was only wearing a pair of panties while working. I gave a small bow in response to Vincent’s instruction to never again wear underwear. Well, if I felt like it, I’d dare wear underwear, and I did. I didn’t feel like getting paint stuck between my thighs, to be more explicit.

  But as I painted, I continued to think about Vincent. The physical nature of the task I had given myself reminded me of other physical activities, but not necessarily the actual mixing of the colors or controlling the paintbrush. As I smoothed it out, warm, wet tones slithered beneath my fingers. It responded to me in the same manner that Vincent did with every forceful shove.