The Makeup Artist [Hemmings]

{slow updates as I finish my other book}
"How do I know I can trust you?" Luke asked watching me intently as I pumped a small amount of foundation on the top of my hand. I took a deep breath and thought for a minute. I reached out and grabbed his hands.

"What are you doing?" He asked as I brought them closer to my body.

"If you get nervous or if I do something that hurts you just squeeze." I explained bringing his large hands to my hips and letting them wrap around me while I moved in between his legs to get closer to his face. I began applying the light foundation to his skin, but something stopped me.

"Luke."

"Hmm." He said eyes closed as I pulled my fingers away from his face.

"You're shaking." I said leaning back as he kept his hands around my waist.

"I'm sorry, I can't help it. You make me nervous."

Lucy loves what she does, but will her hidden past and secret family get in the way of her future?