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Marley is a curator at one of LA’s finest art galleries and meets a lot of interesting people. Recently she has had her eyes on a particular visitor, an art collector who has been frequenting the gallery for the last year, and they always find something to talk about. They have a fantasic chemistry but they have never had a chance to get together outside of the gallery. He has a bit of a reputation, and she knows she can take it further. When she delivers his latest piece personally to him, the chemistry is undeniable, and before long, they have taken their relationship from professional to personal.

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