“Presley? Presley?” I say again. Is she purposely dodging my question by pretending to concentrate on painting? I wave my hand in front of her face. She blinks.
“Sorry,” she whispers, looking at me with lust in her eyes.
I like that look way too much. “Where did you go there?”
Her face reddens, but she dodges the question. “What were you saying?”
“I was asking whether you wanted to go for a walk around town?”
She continues to inspect her ceramic flower. “You mean with everyone? I’d hate to leave Adam.”
I search the area and find Adam talking to Tanya Gregory from high school. “He’s good.”
She follows my line of vision. “Okay, let me just turn this in.”
She stands, and I follow her over to Theo. He’s marking each piece to make sure he’ll give it back to the right person.
“Hey, Theo
