Valentine My father had called me yesterday while I was at the gym and told me to come to dinner Sunday night. I'd had a date scheduled already and told him as much, but he insisted. He actually guilted me pretty much, telling me that after what happened at Adira's gallery opening I hadn't made any time for him. And he was right. Because I was afraid I'd see her there with him or that he'd want to talk about her, both of which I was uncomfortable with. So I relented and told him I'd be there.I called my date - one of my regular FWB and asked if we could move our date to tonight or Monday night as I had a family thing come up. Luckily she was fairly flexible - in both ways which was why I kept her around- and said that we could go out tonight instead. I knew the owner of resturant we had planned to go to for dinner so I called him as well and had him move our reservations to tonight. Not that I understood why we always went out to eat when all she ordered was a salad and wat
AdiraI walked into the kitchen laughing at Charlie who was trying to lick Gio in greeting. He had just pulled the lasagna out of the oven.I leaned over Charlie to give Gio a one armed hug, my other hand holding the wine I'd brought. "It smells delicious like always. Charlie agrees," I said laughing again. "Thank you bella. If you want to take it to the table I'll be right behind you with the dinner," He replied smiling and nodding his head towards the dinning room. I was bursting at the seams to talk to him about my decision to include Petra in the show, plus we had another charity event for his company for July 4th that we needed to talk about."So I decided to... oh" I started as I entered the dinning room where Valentine was currently standing, looking a little ... I don't know upset maybe? "Hi. I didn't realize you were joining us tonight Valentine. I didn't see your car out front. How have you been?" I asked setting down the wine on the table. Valentine started to a
ValentineMy father sent Adira home with the strict instructions to get some rest, knowing she had some busy days ahead. I stayed behind and helped to clean up and do dishes for which my father expressed his thanks. I used it as an opportunity to talk to him more about Petra and about Adira's show. "You don't think she's still mad about what happened at the gallery do you? She didn't seem so, but I didn't want to bring it up," I asked as I began to wash the plates. "No," he replied, taking the clean plate from me and drying it. "Though she is usually reserved, with it just being the three of us, you would know if Adira was mad at you. She has more important things on her mind than the silly things that you said.""She's uh, still dating Monroe?" I asked casually. Curiosity got the better of me and I really shouldn't be asking about another woman less than a day after seeing a different one. But Adira had stuck in my mind for some reason."Yes. They are still seeing each oth
Adira The last few weeks have passed in a blur. It's now Thursday afternoon and I am tired, stoked and nervous all in one over cafinated bundle as Adrian and I go through the final prints before tomorrow's showcase. I still have to pack for the wedding shoot this weekend and Sebastian was taking me bowling tonight."Completely random, but have you and Sebastian... you know?" Adrian asked, noting that I was zoned out. "What?! No, not yet," I said blushing. "Now let's get back on track would you?" He laughed and replied "I only asked to get you to pay attention. This showcase is going to go well. And after this weekend you don't have anything on your schedule until close to mid June, so you can take some time to relax and get laid." He winked at me and I laughed shaking me head at him.We were looking through the pictures in the park of Marco. He'd made a good choice to stand out and do the shots outdoors, the natural light really bringing a healthy glow to his tan skin. "I
ValentineTo say I was nervous would be wrong. I was apprehensive, at best. It would be easy. Just go in wonder around a bit until I saw her and then just apologise. I was still a little unsure about this but I felt like I owed it to Adira to at least make an effort. Chances were with her being friends with my father and Adira that we'd be running into each other more frequently and I didn't want those situations to be awkward. If she really was everything they said then she'd understand and would forgive me.I had only scheduled myself an hour to be here as it was still a work day for me and I had some things to wrap up with before the weekend. I handed over my ticket and entered the gallery. There were more people here than I had anticipated and I slowly made my way around the room. There was a lot of small conversations going on around the displays, blocking part of my view. What I could see though were well thought out portraits of people, her models, in a variety of pos
AdiraOk so I was messing with him a little, but I also needed him to understand."Bear with me a moment. What do you see?" I asked him."A guy with his dick in his hand," he replied coldly narrowing his eyes at me. We walked over to another display, this time a woman's, Gabbie. I opened her book and asked him to look again."Now what do you see?" He looked at the picture and then back at me. "Do you understand? Most people think that men are the most visual when it comes to feelings of sexual desire and things of that nature. But that's actually not true. That male model gets more contracts for nudes or partials then two or three of the women in here combined. The passion that is in every line in his body is the same as the passion in hers. And that is what Adira captures," I replied. I hated talking in third person but I could see understanding in his eyes now."Sex sells, no matter the medium. But Adira is also one of the most professional photographers and her ability
AdiraThe wedding weekend went off without a hitch. I actually had a really good time and I couldn't wait to get home and get everything edited for them. This had to be hands down the best wedding I'd ever been to and I'd told them as much. I had gotten so many good shots for them, wonderful pictures of their guests as well. I told them that I'd have everything for them ready when they returned from their honey moon, but had already given 10 of the best I could quickly touch up for them to release for publicity. It was actually a pretty smart idea - selling their own wedding photos to the media. It would help them recoop some of the cost of their wedding. I had flown back in on Sunday afternoon and instead of heading to my gallery apartment I decided to spend some time at home. The weather was finally warm enough to spend some time in the pool and that's exactly what I wanted to do for just a little bit. Before I jumped in the pool I sent Sebastian a message letting him know
AdiraIt was mid morning before my phone beeped again. I had already arrived at the gallery and was corrently editing pictures with Adrian by my side chatting about the wedding. I picked it up and saw that it was Sebastian. I had completely forgotten that he hadn't messaged me back yesterday. I had mixed feelings about that - both towards myself and him. Usually he was the one messaging first and last. I would sometimes leave him on read when I was in the middle of a shoot and then remember later. 'Hey sweetheart. I'm sorry I had a family thing and didn't have my phone on me. I'm glad you're back and I hope you had a good time there. I'd love to see you for dinner tonight?'I sat there for a few minutes as my brain processed everything. I'd agreed to dinner with Valentine without even giving Sebastian much of a chance to answer. I mean we were just going as friends but things with him were kind of messy because I had some unresolved feelings for Valentine. But at the same