Through Your Eyes

Chapter - 5

Mature content between the ****

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Serkan had already set up lunch and water on the dining table in his room. Eda went to check it out glad to see that he had gotten healthy portions, she was starving. She sat down and started to serve them both as he came back to the table, kissing her on the forehead before sitting across from her.

They talked about growing up, Serkan was an only child, his parents had divorced when he was young. He had lived with his mother until he turned eighteen and joined the military. After a short stint in the service he started focusing on his photography. He thought that he had gotten lucky being in the right time and place. He had some photographs from his time in Afghanistan published and it spring boarded from there. Serkan did a favor to a friend and shot their school fashion photos and he started getting more and more fashion work and less nature work.

"I was pretty burned out. I had planned on taking a break after this job, maybe three to six months off. We'll see."

"Serkan if you need a break you need a break or you need to focus on doing what is making you happy. You've packed a lot of living and travel into a short amount of time, it's only natural to need time off."

"What about you Eda? Tell me about you."

"I have a sister, Mira, she's my manager. When my mom was killed and my dad died a couple of years later she took on the role of parent too. She's got a couple of kids and her husband is great. I'm her only client. She says it's to keep her in the action. I think that she does it to protect me because she knows what some of these contracts are like especially with the big agencies."

"Your sister is smart. A lot of the girls I've worked with are treated like toys or pieces of a puzzle. It depends on how in bed the agency is with the government or people with money, it can get pretty bad even for some of the big names."

"Then maybe I don't want to be a big name. I don't like the idea of being a puppet. Right now I have no name so I have fewer worries."

They cleaned up the leftovers from lunch, storing a few things in the small refrigerator before Serkan pulled the chairs over to his laptop.

"These are the shots from yesterday that I selected, let me know what you think."

Serkan watched as Eda went through them, she would occasionally stop at one and ask why he kept it asking if there were other options. She came to the one of the snake, she saw what he meant about the look in her face and she agreed that his choice was wise. He also kept one where she flung water at him, the reflection of light in the water was amazing.

"Serkan you can't keep this one," as amazing as the water and light were he couldn't keep it.

"Why not?"

"Because my whole left breast is exposed."

Serkan looked at the picture closer, "Shit, I missed that, sorry baby." He hit save to a folder and then did an edit to create the swimsuit to cover her up, "There is that better?"

"Where did you save the original?" she watched him as he colored.

"My personal file."

She looked at him archly, "So you have a personal file of naked women?"

"No," he brought up the file. He had a personal file of her, "Not naked women, just you. Photos I don't want anyone else to see. Like some of the ones from this morning."

He showed her what he was referring to. Eda knew that look in her eyes. He saw it and felt it and not an hour ago he saw it again. She saw the same look in his eyes. Eda went back to looking at the photos. She looked at them critically, disagreed on a couple and lost one of the arguments. The pictures of her and the goats where she was having fun all went into his personal file.