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He laughed. “Yes and no. I moved here to start a business, but I see you saw my ride, so yeah, the bike event should be fun.”
“Oh? What kind of business?”
“Security.”
Her brows went up. “That’s interesting.”
“Hope it’s interesting enough to businesses around here.”
“Do you have clients yet?”
“A few. Are you looking for security?”
“No. We have a system already in place.”
He nodded. “Good for you.”
She liked his voice. Deep and gravelly, the kind of voice a woman would like to hear whispered to her in the dark.
Wow, it had been a long time for her, hadn’t it? “So, Jed, what are you looking for today?”
“Nothing in particular, but these designs caught my eye. I need to furnish my new place.”
“Oh, really, where’s your place, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“I’m renting one of the new Oceanview condos just across the road. I have the furniture but it needs something more.”
She smiled. “We can certainly help you with that.”
The bell jingled over the front door. Marco met her gaze, then shrugged. “I’ll go see to the new customer.”
Normally she’d never take a prospective sale away from Marco, but this guy intrigued her. If he bought something, she’d give the commission to Marco anyway.
“Tell me what you’re interested in.”
His brow popped up and he gave her a flash of a smile.
“I don’t know. Not much for art, but the place is nothing but white walls. When I rode by, I liked what I saw in the window. And this is interesting.” He motioned to the mermaid made out of metal, rising out of waves and leaning against the rocks.
“She is stunning and would be an interesting conversation piece. But I have to be honest—she doesn’t come cheap. Perhaps we should discuss your price range first?”
“I don’t have one.”
Now it was her turn to raise a brow. Was he really here to buy an art piece, or was he hitting on her? She was picking up all sorts of signals, especially the way he was looking at her with the intensity in his steely eyes.
She found herself unable to look away.
“All right then. She sells for three thousand, five hundred.”
He gave a short nod. “I also like this one. It has a hard edge to it.”
She turned and smiled, liking his taste as he pointed out some of her favorite pieces. Jed might not have a knowledge of art, but he had a good eye.
“How long have you owned the gallery?” he asked as they moved to yet another piece.
“Four years.”
“Successful?”
