“Okay…I have to give you this one…” Jesse said with a huge smile on her face as she walked through the cavernous interior of the old brick factory converted to a very swank and trendy boutique art gallery that served coffee in a quaint little corner of the main display room where they now took a seat. White corridors of paintings led off either side of this extra-large corridor styled room, this one with sculptures displayed up through the middle of it.
Pieter held Jesse’s chair out for her then sat down at the small round table, facing her, unbuttoning his suit jacket and crossing one leg over the other looking very pleased with himself.
Jesse caught the self-congratulatory look and laughed. “This place is great!”
Pieter stared at Jesse as she smiled like a delighted child on Christmas
