AdiraIt was Wednesday and I was still thinking about Valentine. Our dinner had ended well after our little charity issue and he had surprised me when they were leaving by wrapping me up in a hug just like Gio had done. It had definately felt different though from when Gio hugged me. Gio's hugs always felt comforting, relaxing and soothing. But with Valentine, I wondered if he could feel my heart racing as he pressed his body to mine. His touch had made me feel... well things that I hadn't felt in years as he pressed my body closer to his, the smell of his cologne infusing itself in my brain.4 days later and I was still blushing when I thought about him. I tried to stay focused on work, there was plenty for me to do and yet he still managed to sneak his way in here and there. This was my last shoot of the week before the gallery opening on Friday and I hoped that I'd be too nervous and busy with last minute adjustments to think about him the rest of the week.I arrived right b
AdiraA few shots in and the news crew shows up. I move to the side of the yard where we're at to make sure they have plenty of space to shoot as well without getting me in it. The truth of the matter was I didn't like to be in front of the camera as just me. I felt like it exposed all my flaws, all the things I was still running from stripped bare and I wasn't ready for that.The workers continued switched out the dogs as I called out done while both Gio and Valentine spoke with the news reporter, holding up and showing off many of the dogs there. I secretly snapped a few more of the duo, capturing the sweet moments between father and son in which they both seemed ginuinely happy in each other's company. I'd make something for Gio with the shots I got knowing how much they would mean to him.Gio and Valentine took out the last few dogs both for my shoots as well as some video for the news. I'm sure that Valentine was probably doing this for a few reasons, at least one being tha
AdiraI paced the hallway on the third floor, my midnight blue dress swishing around my legs. I was waiting for my anxiety medicine to begin working before we headed down. Adrian and the bouncers we hired had been letting people in for the last 10 minutes as the flow of people had not stopped yet. Finally Gio grabbed my hands to stop me and I looked up into his warm brown eyes. "Breathe Petra," he said softly, purposefully using my modeling name to help center me. "This is about Adira tonight. You'll only be down there an hour or so taking in everything from your perspective. It's a small party, invite only remember? This is easy compared to some of the ones you've done. Then you'll be able to come up and put on something that is more you and get Charlie ok?"I took a few deep breaths feeling a little more centered. I always did after his pep talks, but he's right. This is about my work and getting to hear honest feed back. And if I could do a charity ball with over 300 pe
ValentineI'd come a little later than I'd anticipated, having to wait once again for Veronica to be ready. I sighed as we finally pulled up, my driver leaving us at the front door. My father had said he'd had a date so at the last minute I'd asked Veronica, one of my friends with benefits, to come with me. I knew there were going to be some big names there and was not surprised to see a few paparazzi there. That was the real reason Veronica agreed, because she never missed an opportunity to show up and show out in public. As this was a black tie affair it was the perfect opportunity to dress up.Once we walked in I dropped my arm from around her and looked around quickly for my father and Adira, spoting Adira easily. She was not wearing what I had expected, but was dressed in as style that was all her. A pair of ass hugging jeans and a white dress shirt and a colorful scarf. Her hair was simply pulled back and from what I could see she was make up free. She was herself unapol
Giovanni"That was a lovely speech. Direct and honest," I told her as we walked down the stairs together. I had already heard many people here ask about buying some of the pieces here and couldn't be prouder. "What did my stubborn son tell you to put such a look on your face earlier?" I asked breaching the subject I'd been most curious about a few minutes ago. When I'd walked up to let her know it was time for her speech I could see the flush on anger and the tightness in her face and frame as well as the uncertain look on Valentine's face, telling me he once again stuck his foot in it.She took a deep breath and absentmindedly rubbed Charlie's head as we walked through the room. She leaned in and whispered "He thinks Petra is a gold digger and doesn't understand how I could work with someone like that. I got mad at him for judging her soley based on her looks and threw that right back at him. I might have been a little mean, calling him a playboy and a fuckboy, but it really
Adira I couldn't believe that he accused Petra, really me, of being a gold digger and yet had one dripping off his arm. That's exactly why he's a fuck boy I thought to myself walking quickly to Charlie's corner. This had actually been my brother's idea - to have a small display of Charlie's photos. It had quickly become my favorite when I realized how many pictures I'd taken of him when we traveled. There were even a few that had been taken by my brother when I hadn't been paying attention. Those were my favorite and I had actually brought those from my house to put in the gallery for the night. Even if no one saw them, the memories they encited always picked my mood up.I stood there smiling softly to myself as Charlie leaned into me. I rubbed behind his ears absentmindedly when I suddenly felt someone walk up on his other side. He didn't move or growl so I wasn't overly concerned, just curious as to who had made it to this little corner."You look really happy with him in t
ValentineAfter listening to Veronica bitch about my father for 30 minutes I told her we were leaving. I called my driver and when he pulled up I helped her into the car and told my driver to take her home.I was getting ready to close the door when she stopped my by placing her hand on mine. "Aren't you coming back with me Val? I thought we could have some alone time," she said, her voice sickenly sweet. I rolled my eyes thinking that I should have just come alone."Now Veronica, where in all of this eveing did you think we'd end up there again? I told you exactly what this was. That I just needed you to acompany me to the gallery opening. Nothing more. Now be a good girl and don't make a scene," I replied snidely. I could see the anger written clearly on her face as she snatched back her hand but I could care less. She was intentionally rude earlier and continued to push my boundaries. I closed the door and she was off, probably cursing my name the whole way home.I walked
Adira I wasn't expecting Sebastian to actually reach out but he did. The same night I met him and boy was I surprised. After all the caterers cleared out and Adrian locked up I was unwinding upstairs in my pj's, listening to music with Charlie when my phone dinged. 'Hi. It's me. I hope I'm not waking you.''No, I'm still up unwinding.''Well that's good. I was hoping to see if you were free Sunday night for dinner?'I got up and walked over to my computer to pull up my schedule. I didn't have another shoot until Wednesday and had only penciled in time with Adrian and the other photographers from the show this weekend.'Sure I can be available Sunday. I'm just wrapping up with the aftermath of the show this weekend. What time were you thinking?''Can you be ready by 7? I can pick you up at your place?''Sure, 7 is great. You can pick me up at the gallery - the third floor is actually my studio and apartment.''Do you ever get a break from work that way?''LOL Yea I do. I ha