Savannah had totally forgotten to eat lunch, but she was not about to tell Cory that. Instead, she said that she was looking forward to dinner, but she doubted that he’d be able to top that stuffed toast from breakfast. Satisfied with her sufficiently challenging, and still kind of flirty response, Savannah returned to her easel after brewing up a fresh cup of coffee.
There was still daylight left, and she was going to make the most of it. There was only a few days left before she needed to turn in her pieces for the portrait competition, and there was still a lot left to do if she wanted to get this canvas into good enough shape. She was, as always, going for finished - not perfect. But, for some reason, she wanted to try and get this one as close to perfect as she could.
By the time Co
