Page 78 of This Heart Of Mine (Chicago Stars 5)

“I love Street Girl,” Lilly said. “A solitary female figure on an urban street, worn-down red shoes, a hopeless expression on her face. Ten years ago it sold for twenty-two thousand dollars.”

“Twenty-four.”

“Twenty-two,” she said smoothly. “I bought it.”

For the first time Liam Jenner seemed to be at a loss for words. But not for long. “What do you do for a living?”

Lilly took a sip of coffee before she spoke. “I used to solve crimes.”

Molly briefly debated letting Lilly’s evasion go, but she was too curious to see what would happen. “This is Lilly Sherman, Mr. Jenner. She’s quite a famous actress.”

He leaned back in his chair and studied her before he finally murmured, “That silly poster. Now I remember. You were wearing a yellow bikini.”

“Yes, well, the poster days are obviously long behind me.”

“Praise God for that. The bikini was obscene.”

Lilly looked surprised, then indignant. “There was nothing obscene about it. Compared to today it was modest.”

His heavy brows drew together. “Covering your body with anything was obscene. You should have been nude.”

“I’m outta here.” Kevin headed back to the dining room.

Wild horses couldn’t have dragged Molly from that kitchen, and she slipped a plate of pancakes in front of each of them.

“Nude?” Lilly’s cup clattered into the saucer. “Not in this lifetime. I once passed up a fortune to pose for Playboy.”

“What does Playboy have to do with it? I’m talking about art, not titillation.” He tucked into the pancakes. “Excellent breakfast, Molly. Leave here and come cook for me.”

“I’m actually a writer, not a cook.”

“The children’s books.” His fork paused in midair. “I’ve thought about writing a children’s book…” He speared one of Lilly’s uneaten pancakes from her plate. “Probably not much of a market for my ideas.”

Lilly sniffed. “Not if they involve nudes.”

Molly giggled.

Jenner shot her a quelling gaze.

“Sorry.” Molly bit her lip, then gave an unladylike snort.

Jenner’s frown grew more ferocious. She was ready to apologize again when she spotted a small quiver at the corner of his mouth. So Liam Jenner wasn’t quite the curmudgeon he pretended to be. This was getting more and more interesting.

He gestured toward Lilly’s half-filled mug. “You can take that with you. What’s left of your breakfast, too. We need to go.”

“I never said I’d sit for you. I don’t like you.”

“Nobody does. And of course you’ll sit for me.” His voice deepened with sarcasm. “People stand in line for the honor.”

“Paint Molly. Just look at those eyes.”

Jenner studied her. Molly blinked self-consciously. “They’re quite extraordinary,” he said. “Her face is becoming interesting, but she hasn’t lived in it long enough for it to be really fascinating.”

“Hey, don’t talk about me when I’m listening.”

He lifted a dark eyebrow at Molly, then returned his attention to Lilly. “Is it jus

t me, or are you this stubborn with everyone?”

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