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guess I should consider myself lucky that Sheila came along when she did. Now, she’s the one carrying an extra two hundred and fifteen pounds weight around on her back instead of me.”
    “You are so bad.” Cruz laughed as he stepped back from her. “Are you going to stay here and help me hang up these new paintings?”
    She shook her head. “No, I need to head on over to Dana’s café. She’s probably wondering what has happened to me.”
    “Oh, are you going to do the Speed dating?”
    God...not Cruz too , Renee thought. She didn’t need him and Dana both pushing her towards men she had no curiosity about. She was happy being single and alone at the moment. Now if only she believed her own lies.
    “I’m going to tell you, Mr. Matchmaker, the same thing I told your buddy Dana. I have absolutely no interest in the matching process of speed dating. Or any other kind of dating system Dana might come up with just to find me a man,” Renee said a little fed up at having the same conversation again with Cruz. “I can decide fairly quickly if a guy piques my interest without sitting down at a table and waiting for a bell or whistle to interrupt us.”
    Cruz held up his hands in mock surrender. “Okay, I’ll leave you alone. I just thought it might be something fun for you to do for a couple of hours. You spend so much at this gallery or at the library researching art. You need to get out more.”
    Instantly, Renee felt bad for snapping at Cruz. She couldn’t deny what he was telling her. Everything was the truth. She did spend almost ninety percent of her time doing things for the gallery. However, this place was her first love and she would make sure nothing went wrong with making it the success she knew it could be.
    Divine Design was a business...her business.
    Her main goal was to welcome people and not to let them ever think this was only a hobby for her. Anytime she spoke with a collector, beginner or seasoned, she had to speak the language of art with them in a way they could understand.
    A large majority of the people who’d shown up for her showing last night weren’t very educated about art and didn’t have the depth of expertise like she did. So, she tried to keep it simple as much as she could, so no one would get overwhelmed and leave without coming back again.
    A part of her wanted to show off or flaunt her understanding of the art world lingo, but in the end how would any of that help her? If all of her information went over the potential buyer’s head, they might be impressed at that moment. However, in the end she would scare them away and lose a sale.
    “I’m sorry,” she apologized. “I shouldn’t have jumped down your throat like that.”
    “Not a problem,” Cruz answered, lowering his hand. “I know you’re just stressed. I don’t take your comment seriously. How about you leave before Dana calls again searching for you? I need to finish getting these painting ups and then meet Trey for lunch.”
    “How’s your brother doing?” Renee couldn’t recall the last time she’d seen Cruz’s brother at the gallery.
    “Trey is doing pretty good. He’s been out of town for the past six months. He was in New York auditioning to be a back up dancer for some singer’s video.”
    “Well, tell him I said hi and to stop by here before he leaves town again.” Spinning around, Renee headed for the door. Her mind was already on if she could find another artist before her next art show in a couple of weeks.
    “I’ll tell him,” Cruz yelled at Renee right before she went out the door.

 
    Chapter Four
     
     
    The second the doors of Dana’s café closed behind Renee’s back she thought about turning right back around and coming back tomorrow for her tea. The café was filled to capacity with men and women looking for their perfect match.
    Twenty to twenty-five mahogany tables lined the area and not one of them had an empty seat. Everyone was chatting and smiling at each other like