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I followed her into the large classroom. A video screen and canvases were set up throughout the room. Including the instructor, about ten other people were there.

Six vacant easels were set up on the back row. Eric put on a smock and sat down as if it were the most natural thing. I . . . was out of my element.

“Sit over here, Lincoln.” He waved me over and my feet moved before I could think.

I lowered onto the stool and watched as he checked out what supplies were at his station.

“You should put that on.” He motioned to the white smock draped over my supplies.

Lexie lifted a brow when I picked it up. I couldn’t say no to him. So I’d sit and watch with a ridiculous smock on.

“Can you help me carry my paintings to your apartment?”

Everyone in our group paused, sitting up at Eric’s question to me.

“Certainly. Where would you like them displayed?”

His eyes widened. “You’ll hang more of them up?”

“All of them.”

“Sis, did you hear that? We’ll finally have enough walls.” His smile was so big I was tempted to purchase a larger apartment just so there would be more wall space. Well, if I had the funds to purchase anything.

“I heard.” She flashed me a grateful look.

“Can I have your office as my room?” His expression was so open and honest and genuine when he turned toward me.

“Yes?” I glanced to Lexie for help. He could have anything of mine he wanted. It just seemed like an odd request.

The chatter from Teague, Pepper, and Beau had ceased. They’d suddenly become very interested in our conversation.

“That’s my favorite spot in Lincoln’s place too,” Teague said.

It is?

I’d never heard him express that before, though I favored it too.

“Although, you might want my room,” he continued. “The bathroom has a phone in it.” He nudged Pepper, and I didn’t even want to know what that was about.

Again he caught me off guard. That extra bedroom was his room, though I was surprised he thought of it that way.

“I’d like to see that,” Pepper said.

“We should take a vacation over there someday.” Teague pointed at me. “You taking a vacation anytime soon?” Then he clamped his mouth shut and his face fell.

He hadn’t meant an absence while I was in prison, though it was still a possibility.

“No plans. But you’re welcome to stay anytime.” That was my way of telling him I had no intention of going anywhere.

“None of you can have my room. I like the view,” Beau said.

Did she think of her place in my home as her own? It was, but somehow it seemed as though her stopover was temporary and she had no attachment.

I was happy to know she wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon. Was happy she felt as though she was home when she was staying with me too.

“Can I get some art supplies, sis? There will be a lot more space in my new room,” Eric said.

“You’ll have to ask Lincoln if it’s okay if you paint there,” she said carefully, looking uncertain.

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