Kissable

"That sounds good!" I took a sip of my tea, letting the sweet warmth pass over me. "So, what kind of pictures were you hoping to get today?"

I'd come with a bare face, apart from the lipstick, which was something I wasn't used to, but I figured Taylor would either want me natural or with her own crazy artsy make-up on. She peered at my face, moving a few inches closer, and I caught a whiff of her musky perfume. Up close, I could see that she had a sprinkling of freckles across her nose and cheeks, and I found myself fighting the urge to reach out and trace the spaces between them.

"I wanted to do some close-ups, and a couple of nudes- if you're comfortable with that, of course," she nodded. "No make-up, if that's cool with you."

"Sure." I replied, putting my tea down and stretching myself out a little, closing the distance between us even further. "So, um, where do you want me?"

She stood up, and ran her fingers through her short hair. Glancing around the studio, she wandered in the direction of one of the large windows and picked up her camera. The light was pouring through, watery and thin, and she turned and gestured me over to her.

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