The Model (Scarlett J. x Fem Reader)

Conversations and Margaritas

Scarlett's POV

Anastasia looks gorgeous and she brought me flowers and a flower that has my name on it. She's so thoughtful and just so incredibly beautiful. When we got in the restaurant I was a little worried because the hostess recognized me and I feared she would call the paparazzi or asked for a picture or something but she acted professional, I hope it remains like that. After sitting down, we checked the menu, Anastasia asked "So, expert, what do you recommend?". "Now I'm the expert?" I asked back. "You're the New Yorker, aren't you?" Is she challenging me? Now, with a boost of confidence I told her "Yes, yes I am. We'll have the pepperoni one, unless you're vegetarian or vegan". "Pepperoni it is" she confirmed.

Not long after, a waitress came to take our order. The waitress kept flirting with Anastasia, batting her lashes and touching her not very subtlety, if you ask me. I don't think Anastasia was flirting back but she didn't stop it either. When the waitress finally left, I told her, a little annoyed "Seems like you have a fan". She responded by saying "Yeah, sorry about that". "No worries, it's not like I care anyway" my tone was more hostile than I intended it to be. For a second, a short second, I saw in her eyes what seemed to be sadness? Disappointment? And then Anastasia went back to her confident self and said "Look, I'm not good at these things. If she makes you uncomfortable you need to tell me and I'll say something" very straightforward, may I add. I took a deep breath, she's trying to be polite and I'm behaving like an asshole. I put my hands in my face and sighed "I'm sorry, you're right. I didn't like her speaking to you like that". She came closer to me and laid her hand on mine "Hey, it's alright. I'll tell her to stop" her voice sweet like an angel. I lifted my head to turn to see her, I was ashamed of my behavior. I didn't really noticed how close she was until I turned to look at her and noticed how good she smelled. Her eyes staring into mine, her scar sitting on her perfect face, her features so pure and her lips lightly parted. If only I could close the gap between us...explore her mouth...taste her. I didn't even process what I said next "I'm sorry". She looked at me confused, she was still very close to me so I could see her perfect features change when I said that. "Sorry for what?" she asked. "For disappearing on you" I added. I thought she would create more space between us but instead she got closer. I gulped. "You don't need to apologize, I understand" her voice was low, seductive. "You asked me out, looks to me like you did the opposite of disappearing" her eyes looked down to my lips. I could feel her breath. I think my heart is about to get out of my body. Before I could say or do anything, the waitress came back. Fantastic. Fucking fantastic. "Here's your order, oh" the waitress said when she saw how close Anastasia and I were. We both turned to face her. Anastasia had a different demeanor. The waitress served our food and gave Anastasia what appeared to be a napkin with something written on it. Anastasia looked at me and opened the napkin, it was what I assume to be the waitress' name and phone number. As soon as she saw that she broke it right in front of the waitress' face. The latter was shocked and froze. Anastasia sat straight and told her "Thank you for the food, although I find highly inappropriate to give a client your phone number, Melissa. It would be a shame to have to talk to your superior about this, I don't want to do that. So, why don't we keep things professional, alright?". "Ehm, yes I'm so sorry ma'am" Melissa said. Anastasia gave her a short, "too polite" smile and Melissa pretty much ran away. Once the waitress left, I turned to Anastasia and said "Thank you". She smiled and said "No problem".

We started eating and the food was great. I could see she really liked the food which I'm happy about and we were just having a great time. We have been talking non-stop and it seems like we just don't run out of topics. It couldn't be better honestly. I was curious to know more about her and so I asked "Besides modeling, are you working on any other projects? Or is your main focus fashion?". "I work for a tech company as well as an advisor. Every now and then, I help a friend with legal cases, my friend is a lawyer and works for a firm, so I help sometimes and yeah I do a little bit of everything. Fashion is more of a hobby, I just happen to be really good at it" she replied like it was nothing. This girl is fucking smart. Holy crap. "You work at a tech company and as a lawyer?" I said stunned. "Yeah, you could say that" she said nonchalant. "Holy crap" escaped my mouth. She just laughed. "You seem a little too shocked. You don't think I'm smart enough?" she challenged. "No, no it's not that. It's just... that's a lot. And on top of that you model. You must me some genius" I said sincerely. She just said "Well, thank you. My ego is appreciating the boost in confidence". "What's the name of the tech company you work for?" I am intrigued to know. "It's called VOR". "Holy shit, you work for them?" I've heard of the company, it's one of the largest tech companies in the world. Many politicians work with them since they storage data. "Yep" was her response. "Who are you?" I asked more to the air than to her. "Anastasia Volkova, nice to meet you" she joked. I punched her lightly on the arm, laughing about her response. I said to her "You are impossible".