She could find socks, but then she’d have to get up from her comfortable spot on Neil’s couch. By straightening her legs, she could tuck her feet under his thigh. Lovely. She wiggled her toes, and grinned when he cast her glance. He winked and refocused on his laptop. He’d finished everything except his screenplay, so his stress level had come down a bit in the last couple of weeks. It had been really nice to see. With her feet warming up, she could concentrate on the sketchbook propped on her bent knees. She was finishing up a drawing of a lark. It was a plain, rather ugly little bird, but she’d liked its song and one had hopped around through tree branches looking at her curiously that morning. So, by the time she was done with it, using her signature Laurel Patton color magic, it was going to be a gorgeous sight to behold. The way its song made her feel was going to end up on the canvas, and translate those drab feathers into brilliant plumage. “Hey, Laurel, you said your nephew’s birthday is in August.
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