Being an independent photographer and model seems like an easy job. but it's not,especially when you're hired to be a photographer for a band of a bunch of rowdy boys that are constantly flirting with you. in this case, you'd have to be miss Emma Ro...
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Emma_Rose🌹: ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? 😍🤩 Todays shoot was Unreal!!😭😭😭 Look at that #Sunrise ✨💞 👗: @SeasideGoddesses 💄: @Gates_ofWonder 💇♀️: @Ashley_PixieHair 📍: Bondi Beach
Username1: 🥵🤩 Daamnn!!
Username2: Ooh shit!✨😍 A look!!🥺
Username3: 😍😍 I'm in Love w/ all them!! 🤤
clintoncave: Holy! 😍🤤 Das my Princess!🤩🥵
🌹Emma_Rose🌹: @clintoncave 🥰😘 ILYSM baby!💞
I walked into the house,and kicked off my flip flops,and took out my bun. There was breakfast on the table. I grabbed some,and I was hugged from behind.
I turned,and Clinton smiled at me. He softly kissed me. "Good morning little miss lady." He said playfully.
"Good morning mister." I replied. He kissed me again,then trailed kisses down my neck.
"So. Now that it's your day off,what are we gonna do?" He asked.
"Well before any relaxing gets done. I, need to shower.
"May I join you?" He asked playfully. "No funny business." I replied with a light chuckle. I tapped the end of his nose,and he laughed.
"Course not. I wouldn't even think of it." He replied softly,kissing my forehead.
We went upstairs to the bathroom, and Clinton ran the shower. We undressed,and stepped in. I grabbed the shampoo,and Clinton took it from me. I looked at him,and he softly smiled.
"Let me." He said softly. My chest felt tight. I nodded and looked back at the wall. He started washing my hair,and I closed my eyes,letting the relaxation take over me.
I rinsed my hair,and Clinton started humming,as he held me,tracing lazy designs with his thumbs,on my hips.
I put in the conditioner,and Clinton softly kissed me. I rinsed out my hair again,and turned off the shower.
We stepped out,and he wrapped a towel around his hips,and then wrapped one around me. He held me close,and kissed my forehead,as I started wringing out my hair.
He grabbed a brush,and the blow dryer, and started drying my hair.
After my hair was dry,he started doing his own. I went in our room, and got dressed. I put on my favorite pair of shorts,one of Clinton's shirts, and some over the knee socks. I got comfy on the bed,and grabbed my favorite book,and started reading.
Clinton walked in,and I glanced up. He softly smiled and started getting dressed. He sat beside me in nothing but his sweatpants,and pulled me into his lap. He started reading to me.
A minute later,there was a knock on the door,and Mitty peered in. He lightly smiled. "Hey Clint,mum's here." He said.
I looked at Clinton,and his face lit up. He quickly got up,and pulled on a shirt. He took my hand,and pulled me downstairs,following Mitty.
"Mum!!" He beamed! He hugged her, and his mom hugged him tight. "Clinton! It is so good to see you! I've missed you so much. How are you? How was tour?" "I heard you did some interviews and acoustic sessions! How was that?" His mom asked.
"Everything has been so so amazing mum. But,before I spill everything,I really really want you to meet someone,really special." He replied brightly.
"Oh?" His mom asked with a chuckle.
I was helping Mitchel set up lunch, and Clinton walked his mom over.
"Mum,this is my girlfriend,Emma. Emma,this is our mum's,Biddi." Clinton introduced.
"Oh she's so beautiful! It's so nice to meet you!" Their mom beamed!
"It's a pleasure to meet you too!" I replied happily,as I went to shake her hand. She pulled me into a hug. I hugged her back.
We all went in the living room,and The boys launched into the stories that happened over tour.
