Stroke of Love
“He had been in the wrong when he didn’t go see her when he’d said he would, but he sure as hell hadn’t lied to her. Sure, maybe he’d overreacted. He was hotter than hell, and he knew the minute he’d told her about the canvases she’d suspect that he’d gone against her wishes. It was times like these when Sage wished he were a practiced liar. He could have worked on the canvases without Kate knowing and probably even had them shipped back to the States with her never the wiser. But damn it, that’s not how he was raised, and he’d be damned if he was going to sink to that level now. Fuck. He came to Belize to clear his head, and now it was so full of Kate that he could barely think past her.
After the kids each had a turn painting and he’d cleaned up and put the supplies away, he surveyed the mural. Bright greens and reds, streaks of browns and oranges, popped from the side of the building. It was too early for the images to take shape, and he could manipulate the edges to be a little... more refined if need be, but it warmed his heart to know the children were pouring their energy into the mural.MoreLess
After the kids each had a turn painting and he’d cleaned up and put the supplies away, he surveyed the mural. Bright greens and reds, streaks of browns and oranges, popped from the side of the building. It was too early for the images to take shape, and he could manipulate the edges to be a little... more refined if need be, but it warmed his heart to know the children were pouring their energy into the mural.MoreLess
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