Modelesque

Modelesque: Chapter 12

Laura had lightened the mood with her free spirited personality. She made Cole turn around constantly as I tried on the various outfits she layed out for me. I chuckled at her efforts, I was used to being seen in my lingerie, it was part of my job.. Nevertheless, I understood her logic, she obviously didn't want her little cousin seeing me partying around in my lingerie up close and personal.

I giggled as we mix and matched, throwing clothes back and forth to different piles and I gleefully accepted everything she gave me. Her style suited my tastes, they were comfy, cute and stylish. Three things that I loved indeed. I grabbed the pile of lingerie she threw at me, running to the bathroom to try them on.

Frilly lace, satin silk and lacy cotten underwear and bras were surrounding me and they all fit as I slid them on and off. Laura was also my size, which I was so thankful for. I settled for a comfy matching pair of pink, cotton underwerar and bra set, with lace embroidery.

Victoria Secret brand, my one and only. I frowned, remembering I had many shoots to attend to back home. What if they replaced me? I loved my job! I had mastered the model walk and the girls were starting to get used to my odd ball ways.

I groaned at the thought, but pushed the thought from my mind. I sauntered back out to the door, glancing at Cole who looked back at me in my undergarments. He turned away suddenly, with a deep red blush on his face.

I stood frozen, oh shiatsu. I totally forgot that I toyed with his mind with my games yesterday, in spite of Will. He was probably still embarrassed and uncomfortable around me.

"Hey you perv, don't watch her!" Laura yelled from the bed, where she lounged. She whipped a pillow at Cole and giggled in a fit.

I smiled, I really liked her. Her words always lightened the mood and she was able to make me stop tearing in an instant. I skipped to the bed and picked the last outfit, simple, black denim shorts and a white tank top. I slipped them on and padded on the carpet to the mirror, checking my reflection.

I looked ok, other then my hair which was now placed in a messy, wet bun, since my shower that Laura insisted I took.

She smiled, "Well you really are the best model to experiment my new styles on!" She praised me and grinned happily as she turned me around.

"As soon as your hair dries, I'll fix it and we'll have to go out for a quick spin around!" She yelled excitedly.

"Will would never let you," Cole sing-songed while turning around, with a faded pink dancing around his cheeks.

"Ugh, he's such a dictator! God, one of these days I'm gonna have to teach that bully a lesson!" She said spitefully.

"You can say that again..." I muttered, with a sigh. Will was definetly the worst company, he payed no attention to me, he was rude, I couldn't even manipulate him and his sexyness was throwing off my game.

Laura laughed, "He's not that bad, I can see why you would think he's terrible, but Will looks out for everyone. He even looked out for you, you know! If it weren't for him, you'd be slumming it with Tweedle Dumb and Dumber..Aka Wyatt and Hunt."

Cole sputtered a laugh, while I knitted my eyebrows together. Had Will actually taken me in to keep me away from those goons? A small smile crept up to my face, maybe he wasn't so bad after all. Don't let your guard down, you ninny.

My face began to heat up as I noticed Laura and Cole peering at me from both sides of the room. "What!?" I asked pointedly.

"Nothing at all..." Laura replied, with a smirk. She cleaned the room swiftly, by picking up a few remainings from the ground. She neatly folded them into separate piles, depending on what kind of clothing they were and opened random drawers in Will's room.