He had my name written all over him. He was so pretty. So very pretty. Soft skin. Dark, smooth hair. Full lips. His eyelashes brushing against his cheek bones. He really was lovely. Tan skin, golden from the sun. The only problem was his expression, it was twisted into a look of utter fear. I didn't like that. He should be smiling. When he made that face, I just couldn't help myself. They always look so scared and that really ruins it for me. I'd have to find someone else, he'd ruined this for me. He had my name written all over him. I always sign my works.
