“I’ll be back on Tuesday. Set it up for three and send me the address. What’s his name?”
“Her. Charlie Ballard.”
Her? Sebastian was intrigued. Now, more than ever, he wanted to meet the woman who had created something so fierce. So brilliant. And yet, so beautiful. All at the same time.
“Just make sure the meeting is at her studio. I want to see what else she has.”
If her other work was anything like the dragon, Sebastian intended to showcase her talent in the lobby fountain of his new San Francisco high-rise.
Charlie Ballard, you’re about to become famous.
~ THE END ~