I've known every kind of pain. Of the heart. Of the body. Of the soul. All I want now is the freedom that comes from making my art. The last thing I expected was Hollywood royalty to waltz into my gallery in a small town in the middle of nowhere and see me. A man like Boden Cavanaugh shouldn't understand me. Shouldn't be able to soothe my most ragged edges. Even worse, he makes me want the one thing I can't have. Him. All it takes...