Through Your Eyes

Chapter - 3

His alarm went off at four-thirty so he could get in a work out before he started the day. Serkan looked outside to make sure that the wind had died down. He realized that his window looked right into Eda's, her lights were on and he saw movement behind her shades. Huh, she was an early riser as well, that was a switch. He put his headphones in and turned up the music and started his routine.

Eda showered off the sweat and dressed in lightweight clothes letting herself out of the cabin shortly before five. She glanced over to Serkan's cabin and saw that he was up and from the motion on the shades it looked like he was boxing. Eda would never admit that she already noticed where his cabin was in relation to hers or that she knew that his window looked into hers. She was here for a job and she needed to act like a professional.

In the makeup room Eda made her way over to the coffee station. She wasn't surprised that she was the first one there, she usually was. Yasi and Metin stumbled in fifteen minutes later both not quite awake. Metin was never talkative but this morning he was positively dour. All he said to Eda was 'chair' as he pointed his finger to the hair station.

Eda sat still while Metin worked her hair into dozens of small twists. She would have to spend hours getting this out of her hair but it was already stunning with only half of her head done. She watched his bowed head, struck by the elegant lines of his forehead as he was bent over his work. Her fingers itched to draw him but she settled for a few photos, she would capture him later. From his chair she moved to Ari who applied heavy eye makeup and nude lips, she felt exotic but still herself.

Yasi and Dal bundled her into the waiting Jeep with their outfits for the morning and they were off. Metin and Ari followed in theirs preferring to get coffee and make any touch-ups after Eda was dressed. The Jeep dropped them at a steep bank of dunes where the three men were waiting for her. She saw Serhat look at his watch and lift his eyebrows.

"Didn't anyone expect me to be on time?" Eda asked of no one in particular.

Yasi patted her on the back, "Models are notoriously late Eda. I don't think that they know what to make of you."

Eda rolled her eyes and stepped behind the wardrobe screen that had been erected. The first outfit was a heavy beaded vest and slim pants. Yasi cursed, "They gave us heels, you can't stand in heels."

She stuck her head out of the tent, "Kemal do you have a board? Something to bury in the sand that she can stand on?" He shook his head no.

"Here, let me have the heels, I don't have to stand in them, I can kneel or lay down. I'll figure it out. It's just getting hotter and I don't want to sweat everything off," Eda took the shoes and headed off to the site. The dune was slippery but she figured it out. Ari touched up her makeup while Metin fooled with her hair a bit.

She had the shoes in her hand and used them as props, as though she was walking home through the desert after a long night. Serkan watched her through the camera, why had no one used this woman before? Her talent was amazing.

Yasi yelled over to Eda, "We need to see the shoes on Eda!"

'Fine,' she muttered under her breath and sat in the sand to clean her feet off before turning to Serkan, "Can you take a picture from above if I lay down? I can't stand in these but I can kneel and lay down."

Serkan, Kemal and Serhat worked Eda through a series of poses. In her final pose she was reclining on her elbows, the vest gaping a bit the slopes of her breasts exposed, her long legs crossed and the shoes shown to perfection.

"Got it, change," shouted Serkan. He reached down to help Eda up now that the shoes were gone. He would like to say that he tried hard not to look at her breasts when the top gaped open but he lied. Eda Yildiz had gorgeous, full, real breasts and he was a pig. No he corrected that, he was a man that appreciated this beautiful woman. He didn't remember when he had paid attention to a model before.