Chapter 28

• LILY
• He lowers himself to the ground, his ass hitting the ground and his legs wide spread in front of him. "Lily, the only kind of painting I do is nude drawing."
• I'm supposed to be mad at him, but with the way he's half smiling at me. I can't help it. It's too contagious. I join it. "Fine." If that's his way of saying I'm sorry, then this is my way of saying you're forgiven: "But you still owe me a piece, and you will have to draw it abstractly." I stand to my feet, and Luca stands with me. I start walking, but he grabs my wrist.