 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Olly chuckled. The mother ducks and her babies would make a wonderful painting. One that he would hang rather proudly in the apartment. Only he didn't tell Esme this as yet. He would surprise her with the actual act when the time came. "I have no doubt that you will, Esme. I can't wait to see what you come up with.'' Oliver was very confident in his woman.
He fidgeted with the camera then raised it to his eyes, looking at Esme through it. "A few poses would be great, baby. You're very photogenic.'' That she was. "The light's perfect so the picture will be great.'' Lowering the camera, Olly grinned. "You can get started whenever you're ready.'' |