“I’ve never seen anything more beautiful in all my life. Which is your favorite?” “That’s like asking me which is my favorite ball.” I blinked then, utterly outraged, twisted to glower at him. “You did not just compare The Concert, Poppy Flowers, and Landscape with Obelisk to your testicles.” His lips curved into a smirk. “I did. Because I can’t choose. How can I? It’s nothing to do with value, and everything to do with how it makes you feel.”
