Right In Front Of You✔️

25. Would you want to handle the camera?

"I can't believe that your mother forces you to go to these things," I tell Jay as we walk into a building. "It's good to build up savings," Jay explains wrapping his arms around my waist. "I'm happy you're here with me today," he whispers in my ear. "These things are usually hell," he explains. 

"Jay. My most handsome model! Great, you're here today." A man appears in front of us holding his hands up towards Jay. "And you brought yourself a beautiful lady," he says turning towards me. 

"Hey, Charles." Jay catches the man's, whose name is apparently Charles, attention. "Back up! This girl is officially mine," he threatens pulling me closer into his side. I roll my eyes at Jay's protectiveness. 

The Charles-guy mutters something I can't hear and leads us somewhere else. "Jay, you know where to find the changing room. I'll make sure your pretty girlfriend gets a comfortable place," the guy orders. "I'm Charles by the way," he says turning towards me extending his hand. "Kailee," I tell him shaking his hand. "It's nice to meet you."

"You too," Charles answers as he points at a chair for me to sit. "Have you ever considered modeling?" He asks me sitting down next to me. I shake my head. 

"Nope. Never. Don't want to either," I inform him. Charles raises his eyebrows at me. "Beside the fact that my father would most likely disown me, I'm made to be behind the camera," I explain further. 

Suddenly, around three guys in just boxers come walking out of a room. From another door, five girls in lingerie start walking out. In between all of it, I see Jay standing there. Also, in boxers without a shirt. Not that I mind, Jay has a chest carved by the gods, but what I do mind are the female models practically drooling over him.  I can't help but feel a little bit jealous.

"Ah, my gorgeous models," Charles exclaims walking over to them. "I need a shot with Jay and the girls first." All the five girls and Jay walk in front of a white screen. "Boys, you can place yourself next to the beautiful lady," Charles points towards me. Both the boys smirk walking my way while bathrobes are pushed in their hands. 

"Hello pretty lady," one of the guys greets and I immediately roll my eyes. "I'm Mike and this is my buddy Luke," he introduces himself and the other guy. I wave awkwardly at them before I turn my head back to my boyfriend who is surrounded by all these pretty girls. 

I can't help but compare myself to these girls. These girls are all perfectly shaped with pretty little faces and shiny blonde hair that can't be fake. All five of them have perfect white teeth and beautiful bright smiles. Jay looks so damn sexy, while he also looks like he's quite enjoying the show he gets from the five models. 

"So, pretty thing, where do you come from?" The Luke-model-guy asks. "First of all, I'm not a thing. Second, don't give me nicknames, we're not friends. Third, none of your goddamn business," I scold the young man. "Oh feisty, I like it," both the guys say in unison. I roll my eyes and turn my eyes back to the models. 

By now, the female models have their hands all over my boyfriend and I know that he's in love with me, but it still hurts a little to see it. Honestly, I don't have a problem with Jay modeling and all, but it's still not something I really like to watch. He's still my boyfriend. 

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Like this, the day goes on. I watch how the professional photographer makes pictures of all the gorgeous models and I drool over my boyfriend's chest. Sometimes, I don't quite agree with how the photographer works, but I decide to keep my mouth shut. 

Nobody likes a smart-ass. 

"Kailee, would you want to handle the camera?" Charles suddenly asks me. I point at myself with raised eyebrows. Charles nods his head in response and I stand up. The photographer gives me his camera with a little hesitance and I gladly take it from him. Jay walks out of the changing room in different clothes. He's now wearing a lose dark T-shirt, a pair of ripped jeans and a flannel.