My Wife's Best Friend

MWBF 8

"Nicole, you will be Michael's model he photographs in summer and winter part." Krista said.

"I can't work with, him. Sorry, Krista- I mean Mrs. Smith." Nicole said and Tatiana frowned.

"She's right, I can't. Nicole is rude." Michael told her and Nicole rolled her eyes.

"I don't care. Adrian and Tati, you will do Spring and Fall. I expect them to be perfect. I saw your bit in the magazine, Tatiana and it was amazing."

Tatiana smiled uncontrollably at her comment.

"How long do we have?" Adrian asked.

"Three months. Get started after lunch, bye." Krista said, leaving.

"You waited nineteen years to tell me. I thought we were best friends?" Tatiana said, clearly hurt.

"Tat, I'm sorry. I'll treat you guys to lunch and I'll explain. Michael, pay for your own shit."

He nodded, rolling his eyes.

Nicole and Tatiana walked in front of Michael and Adrian.

Adrian started a conversation with Michael, but he was to busy staring at Nicole's ass.

"Is she worth it, Michael?" Adrian whispered to him.

"She's not, she's more like a one night stand." Michael laughed.