Chapter 6Clay slept restlessly, his dreams filled with images of the men in the Element paintings—and of Travis. So he wasn’t surprised when he woke up feeling as if he’d barely slept at all. He also wasn’t terribly upset, after checking the time and seeing it was close to eight, to find out he was alone in bed. He figured Quint was already at work. Stumbling out of bed, he made his way to the bathroom and took a long shower, hot then cold, hoping it would help his body and his brain start functioning. When he came out, with only a towel wrapped around his waist, he stopped in shock.
“What are you still doing here?”
“Making breakfast, now that you’re up,” Quint replied. “I figured we could both use it and…” He shrugged.
“Thank you,” Clay said fervently. “Give me a minute to get dressed
