Jeanie London – Pillow Chase (страница 10)
After they said their goodbyes, she and Troy left the photojournalist’s room, but once inside the elevator, she brushed his hand from the control panel and depressed the lobby button.
“We’re not going back to our suite?” he asked.
“No, the spa.”
“Why?”
“Because I feel the need for a relaxing soak in the whirlpool. Or the sauna, if you prefer.” She needed to clear her head and make some sense of what had just happened.
Troy narrowed his gaze. “You’re angry.”
“I’m not angry.”
“No?” He arched a brow, a skeptical look that at any other time might have earned a smile from her. His striking green eyes contrasted sharply with his blond hair and tanned skin, making even a glance potent. “If you’re not angry, what are you?”
Miranda considered her answer as the elevator came to a stop and unloaded them in the Wedding Wing lobby, in full view of the Mireille Marceaux painting showcased in a display. “I’m amazed Laura managed the loan of this painting from Westfalls.”
He frowned.
“I’m not discussing your defection here in the lobby, Troy.” She wouldn’t discuss it at all until she’d had a chance to gather her thoughts.
“My defection?”
She ignored him and looked up at The Falling Woman. The stunning redhead and the surrounding forest gleamed in mist from the falls. The sheer veil she draped over her body poured over her like a waterfall, enhancing rather than covering the curves below. Miranda could make out a hint of blush-colored nipples, the triangle of glossy hair between her thighs.
“Laura told us her mother pulled some strings to arrange the loan,” Troy finally said. “Since her mother worked at your school, I don’t see what’s so amazing.”
“Laura’s shown considerable business savvy by using this painting to generate local interest in her grand opening.”
Troy led her across the lobby, staring up at the painting as if he couldn’t figure out what the fuss was all about. “Because of the mystery surrounding the artist?”
“Her mystery has become legend around here.”
A French painter from the middle of the last century, Mireille Marceaux had been known for her erotic oil paintings and sketches, although posthumously her landscapes had earned renown as well. After her unexpected death, she’d bequeathed the bulk of her estate to Westfalls Academy. The legend involved her mysterious connection to the academy and the Niagara Falls area.
“The Falling Woman is erotic art,” Miranda explained. “When my mother was in school, Westfalls administration wouldn’t acknowledge the existence of anything but the landscapes.”
“Understandable for the time. But I don’t think this painting is considered too risqué by today’s standards.”
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