Chapter 46

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"You didn't tell me you had a shoot today!" He huffs walking into her studio. She took an Uber so that Shawn could drive over when he was ready. She tried to tell him but he was busy. He wasn't listening to her and he just essentially dismissed everything he said.

"I did, twice." She chuckles pulling on the mesh shirt. It's long and rests barely at mid thigh.  "I even told you when I was leaving." Her smile fades as her model look appears. Shawn thinks it's funny that she has a specific look designated for her modelling. He likes to watch her during her photo shoots he's never missed one before. He's always with her. He'll miss a lot when he leaves, she probably will too.

"Alright everybody, ten minutes." Her photographer nods pointing her towards her boyfriend. She smiles rushing towards him. Her photo shoot is in one of the lower floors of her parents' building. It makes it easier for her to teach her classes afterwards and she has free reign of anything she wants. It's also a simple meeting spot. She tries to stay in the city as much as she can.

"Is ten minutes long enough for you?" She smiles at him pressing a kiss against his lips. He offers a nonchalant shrug. He knows he can barely last ten seconds just looking at her. It's more about wether or not it's enough time for her.

"Twenty that's all you're getting we have work that needs to be done." Her photographer points and she smiles grabbing a strawberry from the table beside the door.

"Move faster baby girl," he mumbles in her ear. "I can see everything through this skimpy little shirt." He pulls her waist so that she is pressed up against him. He nips at her earlobe earning a smile from his love. "You're gonna get it for not telling me that you had a photo shoot!" He whines leading her towards her office like thing. She has two in the building, one for her paperwork and another for the photo shoots.

"I told you three times! You just didn't listen." She huffs. He forces her back against the door and he presses his lips down on hers.

"You should've tried again." He growls kissing her cheekbone. She fiddles with his belt buckle. "I expect you'll tell me the next time." His hand falls against her thigh and he uses it to lift her up. If they were home he would've done something much more scandalous.

"How lovely to see you two." Her mother smiles pulling them apart. Shawn goes pale and Dylan turns red. She didn't expect her mother to be down here she didn't even know her parents were working today.

"Mom! What are you doing here?" She gasps hiding behind her boyfriend who sits frozen staring at her mother. She laughs at the both of them approaching the pair.

"Relax! Your dads upstairs he just wanted me to come and see if you were here. He wants you both to head up after the shoots over. And Shawn if you aren't busy can you come up with me now?" Her mother nods kissing her daughters temple. "We wanna talk with you alone for a moment."

"Mama you don't get to assault my boyfriend when I'm not around." Dylan crosses her arms hugging her mother close. "He can wait until I come up." She nods pressing her lips against his cheek. He doesn't honestly know what to do he's still mortified. He wants to follow her mother just to show that he's a decent guy but he also wants to follow Dylan. It's a lot easier for him to follow Dylan than for him to follow her mom. He's never understood why her mom has so much power over her but he never had any parents so it's a completely different narrative. "I have to get back. I'm expecting to see you behind my camera." She smiles at him pressing her lips against his. When she's out of the room her mother starts to stare at him.

"That was nothing compared to what we once walked in on her doing with Gerald. I'm used to it, now come up I promise we won't hurt you." She grabs his hand and he nods. He watches her mom poke her head into Dylan's photo shoot. "Put on a bra next time doll." She rolls her eyes at Dylan who smiles. "I'm kidnapping your boyfriend, it'll only take a minute."

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