Read Online His Work of Art by Shannyn Schroeder - Free Book Online

portray them. It wasn’t something that could be done on opposite ends of a couch.
    She knew this because she’d tried. She knew Adam wasn’t interested because he didn’t react to any kind of flirtation she threw out. So she wasn’t his type. At least she got a pretty good friend out of the deal. And an awesome artist to work with.
    When she got to Comic Universe, Adam was deep in conversation with a couple of guys about a series she knew nothing about. She waved with the cup of coffee she’d brought him as she walked behind the customers and took a seat at his desk. She’d spent so much time here that it was starting to feel more like a home away from home.
    Adam walked behind the register and rang the guys out. They left saying they’d see him next week.
    â€œYou didn’t have to cut it short. I would’ve waited.”
    â€œBut then my coffee would be cold.” He picked up the cup at her elbow. “What’s the bribe for?”
    â€œIt’s not a bribe. I know you like it and I worked the early shift.” She checked her watch. “Julie should be here soon. I can’t wait for you to meet her.”
    â€œI still don’t see why we need another person. We’re handling it all okay.”
    â€œPublishing companies have entire teams dedicated to what we’re doing. I can’t do it all. I’m actually amazed that you’re doing all of the artwork. I would’ve been happy if you got me to the ink phase and I just had to hire someone to color.”
    The look on Adam’s face was priceless, like she’d just lobbed the biggest insult ever.
    â€œWhat? Everyone has his specialty. I knew you could draw. How was I supposed to know if you could color?” She shifted on the stool and her jacket slid out from under her butt.
    Adam bent over and tugged the jacket the rest of the way off the stool and hung it up. “So did you have someone else lined up?”
    She spun on the stool to watch him move. “I had someone in mind, but I never talked to him about it. There was nothing to say until I had actual pictures. And then you kept going.”
    In truth, she was ecstatic that Adam was handling all of the stages of artwork. The only other artist she was familiar with was her ex-boyfriend, Frankie. Although she still saw Frankie every week at their regular RPG night, she really didn’t want him to have a piece of her book.
    â€œPromise me that no one else will touch this.” Adam’s tone was more serious than usual, which she didn’t even think possible.
    â€œJulie’s it. If she finds a problem, she’ll bounce it back to us. With her handling the production end, I can focus on marketing and promotion.” She spun back toward the desk, taking in the length of the store as she did. She jumped off the stool. “Oh my God. This is perfect.”
    â€œWhat is?” Adam leaned casually against the counter by the register.
    â€œWould your mom mind if we filmed the campaign ad here?”
    â€œHuh?”
    â€œIn order to set up my crowd source campaign to fund the printing of the comic, I need to have a video. Like a commercial. This would be the perfect location.”
    Adam shrugged. “I don’t see why she’d care, but I’ll ask.”
    The door opened and Julie walked in. Reese stared at her a minute. She was decked out in a long red cashmere coat that her boyfriend had bought her. Her blond hair was swept up in a way that Reese couldn’t imagine how to do and her cheeks were pink from the cold. She looked slightly older than Reese, especially since Reese still dressed the same way she had since high school.
    Not Julie. Julie always looked like she was on her way to a job interview.
    â€œHi,” she said as she walked through the store, pulling her gloves off. “Cute store.”
    Reese stepped forward. “Julie, this is Adam, our artist. This is his mom’s shop.