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On a level I’d never imagined. And this was just the foyer.
Lincoln unlocked the double doors with the traditional and everyday normal person key instead of a fingerprint. He pushed both open wide.
Muffy rocketed inside, officially at the limit of his patience. Caught off guard, the leash slipped from Eric’s hand. He chased after him.
The dog flew from one room to another, his nose sniffing at warp speed. Eric was right behind him but too slow to keep up.
I looked on helplessly.
Lincoln appeared like he’d stepped into the wrong apartment.
A view of the city was the centerpiece to the entry. The lights spread out like stars. This was a perspective I’d never seen, and I’d lived in New York all my life.
It was breathtaking.
And so very Lincoln.
New York City looked like it belonged to him.
“Lexie!”
I ran toward Eric’s shout. “Where are you?”
He called my name again, this time more urgently.
Was he okay? I shouldn’t have let him run like that. If he was hurt . . .
Panic set in as I searched for my brother. Lincoln was on my heels.
“Lexie! Look!”
Eric stood in the center of a study, pointing to the wall.
“What’s wrong?” I asked breathlessly.
I skidded to a stop when I saw what had Eric shouting. It wasn’t distress. It was excitement in his voice.
His painting was on the wall.
I covered my mouth with my hand. When he’d taken it, I never really thought about what he’d do with it. In the back of my mind, I supposed I envisioned him tossing it somewhere on his way home.
Judging by the plethora of papers on his desk and files on the floor, and from what Beau had mentioned about him over the years, this was the most used room in his house.
And he’d given Eric a prime position.
“Lincoln,” I whispered.
Super stone stood quietly beside us, hands in his pockets, expression unreadable. “It belongs there.”
The words caused me to stumble back.
The painting did look perfect where he’d hung it. But there was more behind what he’d spoken. I felt it.
“You like it?” Eric’s tone was half-question and half-declaration.
“Very much so.” Lincoln was quiet, yet certain.
“I wish Millie was here to see this.”
