 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Wasn't she just the most beautiful young woman in the world?
Olly was always tempted to stop whatever he was doing and simply stare at Esme. Okay, he admitted it. He would do just that at times but only because it was difficult not to. She was simply breathtaking, more than any sketch or painting that he could ever create. Nevertheless, he did take those pictures. She deserved to be a model. Did she ever realise that? "Have you ever thought of modelling?'' he asked.
The camera was lowered as he stepped closer to watch her getting started. Yes, he was paying to the canvas.
For now. |