I'm still dumbstruck at the fact that I already have a shoot. I haven't even been here a day and I am sitting in a limo being driven to some other hotel in this very unfamiliar place. Jake looked like he was going to pass out any second and I nudged him to keep from laughing. Did I mention that I'm really exhausted? Like extremely. Marc would die if he saw me so tired. He's probably called his mother to make sure I eat properly while I'm here. I looked out the window and began to drift, praying this would be a long drive.
My prayers went unanswered because five minutes later we pulled into the private parking space of the hotel and the driver opened our doors. I nodded a thank you to him and Jake did the same, grabbing my elbow when my knees almost gave out on me.
"Thanks so much, I'm sure those bruisings wouldn't make for a great picture." He laughed and agreed.
A woman with her ginger hair in long loose waves came towards me and grabbed my chin, turned my face at every angle and smiled.
"Perfect." I furrowed my brows and followed her in the direction she was headed in.
The room was beautiful. It had a large white king sized bed with purple silk sheets and pillow cases. The bed was covered in rose petals and dimly lit by candles. I widened my eyes and took in the rest of the room. Roses were thrown about. A bottle of very expensive champagne sat on ice in a bucket and from somewhere in the room, I could faintly smell lavender. I turned to the woman with my most confused expression
"This shoot is all about romance. I need to see love, passion, raw emotion. You need to sell me this relationship. It has to be so convincing that people start to google your names to see if you're dating. Do you understand?" I stood for eyed and nodded and she smiled. "Good. Off to hair and makeup with you."
I walked in the direction the woman was pointing in and sat in the chair. They went to work immediately. About 2 people in my hair, 1 on my face, 2 on my hands and 2 on my feet. When I was done being transformed into this human Barbie thing, I was ushered to wardrobe where I was told to strip and I hesitated before removing all my clothes. They threw a black lace underwear set at me, complimented by a black garter and sprayed my skin with something that made it glisten. And instructed me to put the silk robe on. And then they brought me back to the set, where Jake looked insanely amused. He snapped a picture and I frowned. The crazy ginger who's name I was still not sure of smiled and ushered me to the bed. And then they brought him out. My 'boyfriend' for the shoot. And immediately he reminded me of Marcus. They were about the same height and had the same colored eyes and hair. God these Italians. I looked at Jake and he obviously agreed that I had a twin on my hands here.
He told me his name was Antonio. And kissed my cheeks. "Hello Bella." I died, not because I was attracted to him per say. But his accent left me weak.
"Hi." I replied quietly.
Ginger instructed me stand in the far corner of the room near the window and he was to stand behind me. I imagined him as Marc which made this so much easier. Leaning my head back on his shoulder, I allowed him to put his mouth at my neck, giving the illusion that he was kissing it. Although I was quite surprised when he actually did. After a few more shots we moved to the bed, where I swear they basically told us to start a generation of children. Or at least make it look like we were. I was once again handcuffed and he pulled on the string of my robe leaving it open. And after a few shots, removed it completely, lightly kissing my stomach.
"Do you want to know the best part of my job?" I looked at him dazzled and nodded. "I get to work with beautiful women everyday." I felt my face heat up and thanked God silently that I was so dark. He was looking into my eyes and I was un cuffed finally.
