*Lily*After I had convinced myself William had no interest in me and stumbled around in my pajamas for most of Sunday, trying to fill my hollowed heart with junk food, sloppy drawings, and bad television, I resigned myself—he wasn’t calling.By Monday, I was in crimson paint up to my elbows. I dove into a new collection that morning, what I wanted to call City on Fire—a series of skyscrapers, boats along the river, and Coney Island amusement park rides, all with burgundy, fire-streaked lines.I came to the unwitting conclusion that only a professional relationship was to be my future with William. I grieved for what could have been and wondered if I came on too strong with the date, dinner and the kiss. Did he think I was throwing myself at him? My phone dinged, but I ignored it. I painted at a frantic pace–long reddish black streamers with orange undertones.The phone beeped again, and I went to check it. It was from William. My heart thumped in my chest. He’d texted,
*William*“My history with Grace is complicated. My wife, Victoria, had hired Grace’s mother, Yi-Jun, as her personal tailor. Victoria found her working as a seamstress for a famed alterations shop on the upper east side,” I began, watching Lily’s face as I spoke.“Yi-Jun’s work was exceptional, and all Victoria’s friends soon used her too. She made enough money to quit her job and work exclusively for Victoria, who hired her for charity functions and ballroom galas. “Yi-Jun had two daughters; the oldest, Grace, was lovely. Victoria encouraged Yi-Jun to get Grace into modeling. Again with Victoria’s help, as well as Grace’s height and exotic looks, Grace had no trouble acquiring an agent and scoring gigs. “The only problem was that no one had asked Grace what she wanted to do.” Lily nodded in understanding, and I continued.“By Grace’s twentieth birthday, she had amassed a hefty portfolio of magazine ads and was just starting to break into runway shows. Victoria’s latest ch
*Lily*I took his hands in mine. I felt the slightest hesitation about what I knew was coming. I wanted to believe his story about Grace and give myself to him fully, but I worried. I didn’t know him yet, and could I ever really?Despite this, I felt a strong visceral pull, a chemical imbalance; every time he entered the room, yet in my heart of hearts, I wasn’t sure I trusted him completely, not yet. His history with Grace threw me, and my shield wall went up. I didn’t think there’d been anything between them but a professional relationship.But just because I didn’t trust him entirely didn’t mean—‘Ahh,” I moaned as he lifted my dress and ran his fingers up between my legs. His other hand touched my breast, pulling the straps down on each side. His mouth found mine, and we kissed again, though it was slow and tender.I turned away from him so he could unzip my dress from the back. He moved my hair away, kissing the back of my neck and then down to my shoulder. William
*William*I sipped my cappuccino and shot David a sidelong glance. “Come on, David. You know Victoria won’t be happy with Lily’s art when she finds out she’s with me.” David shrugged and looked at Lily. “That might be true. Victoria helped me get my start as an art curator. So, I really owe my career to her.” ‘And to me,’ I wanted to say, but I left it alone. If he wanted to shower my ex with unadulterated and unwarranted praise, I couldn’t stop him. I wanted him to like Lily even more and knew he would if he saw her work in person. Then I watched Lily win him over all on her own. “How did you and Victoria meet?” she asked. “We met at Brown,” he said. “I knew her before this lug met her. We all ran in the same Manhattan dinner circles, and my wife, Joy, and Victoria had Eva and my daughter, Samantha, at the same time. Don’t look so surprised, dear. Yes, I was married once before I could face my father’s wrath. My father owned a major telecommunications company before it w
*Lily*“What’s wrong with her?” I asked. “What did Victoria know?”William paced the room, running his hand through his dark hair. “She said she got a call from one of Eva’s friends who said she was complaining about stomach pains and couldn’t get out of bed. They took her to the ER there, and that’s all they know. I’ve got to make some calls. We’ll have to leave tonight.”I nodded. “Of course.”While William was busy making calls to Steven, Grace, and his international contacts, I changed and packed our things. I’d never seen William so distraught. He’d been on the phone for twenty minutes, raising his voice, making demands, then trying to reach Eva, but his calls went straight to her voicemail.As we waited for Steven to come around with the car, I received a text from Tony Gold about doing a new show. He said he knew I worked for William now but wanted to see if I might be interested. It was just a few weeks away. I wasn’t sure how William would feel about me returning to
*Lily*Once in New York, I went back to work at a frantic pace trying to get ready for Tony’s show. I hoped that when William returned to the city, he could help me decide which one to send to David in Vancouver, which he wanted, and which would be good for the new event.Tony’s theme was “I Happened to Be in the City.” I told him about my latest collection, City on Fire—with the Manhattan skyscrapers, ships along the canal, and Coney Island. He said he wanted to see them right away.Inspired by the Vancouver trip, I wanted to incorporate some sunsets over the water. Tony said he wanted them all unseen, and I had to convince William to let me show them. The only problem was that William had the first say. He might want them all, leaving me to paint others for the show. I really didn’t know until I talked to him.I knew William had been busy with Eva, and it could have been my imagination, but I felt him pulling away. I worried about his time with Eva and her influence. I was co
*William*As I caught up with an old acquaintance of mine from my days at Yale Business School, I saw Lily and Eva talking. At first, I didn’t think anything of it, but then I grew concerned. Lily’s face turned the color of schoolboard chalk. She eyed frantically for me over Eva’s head. As hard as I tried, my old buddy, Frank, would not take a hint. He brought up story after story from college, most containing excessive amounts of alcohol.I had spent the past week and a half by Eva’s side, more or less. Her surgery and recovery threw me for a loop. All through Eva’s younger days, she had been blessed with perfect health, not even a broken arm or sprained ankle. The worst illnesses she faced were chicken pox and a bout of mono in high school.When we arrived back in New York from Belize, she’d done a quick stint at Mount Sinai, followed by checkups at the penthouse with our primary care physician, who said she was finally cleared to return to her regular routine.Victoria an
*Lily*The moment Eva turned around, fueled with such hatred, I knew she would never accept William and me together. I was foolish to ever think a relationship could work with him. He’d been distant since returning from Belize. Even after Eva had recovered from her surgery, William still hadn’t come to see me. Maybe it was time to accept that things were over.I stood with Tony and Eric on either side of me. William had just walked out, and I had to compose myself. Tony said a man from Greece was interested in buying my work. Since I didn’t know what William wanted, I had to relinquish them all to the possible buyer. I guzzled the glass of champagne Tony gave me. Hannah came over and patted me on the back. Despite the loud music in the place, word had spread about William and me and the embarrassing scene with Eva quicker than a lit fuse.“I’m so sorry, Tony, for the scene,” I said. “It was William’s daughter. Needless to say, she is unhappy with us.”“Needless to say,” h