Saylor Gray:
Who goes to a beach and forgets a towel? I do of course. Fortunately for me, Lucas has a spare one for his make outs.
Do I wanna know?
Absolutely not so I don't ask and just take the towel and lay down on it making sure it is clean.
Beside me, someone lays down and I twist my head to see Ixion there of course. "So, ignoring me, are we?" Ixion says.
"No, I've just been super busy" I lie well I'm not exactly lying since I have been doing a lot of shoots so technically, I'm not lying, right?
"Doing what exactly Saylor?" he asks. The way my name rolls off his tongue damn. "Photoshoots duh," I say likes it's the most obvious thing in the world.
"Oh right. You still on for my uncle's engagement?" he asks.
"Yeah, I am why?" I ask since he has this worry in his eyes weird. His uncle is a creep but we haven't really met. I've seen him and he has seen me but has never spoken to me.
I'm pretty sure he thought I was just a little girl who had that little kiddie crush on a boy in my class.
"Nothing but there will be other photographers with you that are on your team.
I think you should get the far away shots and let your crew handle the closer shots." Ixion said casually like he isn't telling me how to do my fucking job.
"Ixion it's my job ill handle it thanks. I'm the main leader so I'll have to get close to get better shots." I tell him trying not to let my anger get the best of me.
"Okay. Well, you have to come to my house since I have a makeup artist and stylist that will be waiting for you," he demands.
"When did I agree to this," I ask.
"Since it was in the contract," he said.
"Fuck off no it wasn't I went through that contract a hundred times," I said getting up.
"Good thing I headed down to your office last week when you were not there and got your manager ash was that her name? I couldn't give a shit but she signed on your behalf with the new contract that had that specific bit on it."
"I fucking hate you Ixion fucking sage carter. Go rot in hell" I scream at him stomping off.
"I'll reserve a space for you sweetheart don't you worry!" he says cheerily well as cheery as he could get.
I flip him the finger and head to where Lucas and Armand are in the ocean splashing each other.
"You assholes let me join!" I say running towards.
Lucas whistles at me making my eyes roll with amusement knowing he's joking.
"You should run more often babe," he says while winking at me.
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Romance4/5 years. They meet again in LA. "I'm not even a whisper in your thoughts yet your screaming in mine" He owns a business. She's a photographer. He is rich. she is comfortable. She despises him after what he has done. He? well he lets just say he...
