From time to time, admiring their pretty faces even affected me, but it was always a brief distraction. I'd seen it all before. I love you but I'll still go off and snog with another girl. Blah blah blah. Its like reading the same story every day for the rest of your life. Eventually, you'll get bored.
I finished my hot chocolate while staring out the window to the flakes of snow one last time before getting dressed and headed for Picture Perf inc.
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"Okay. So the outfit should be blue jeans, Vans, and a white V neck. And Nicky? Please make it a high V neck this time. Teenage girls might be up for a male nip slip but I'm certainly not. We can't have the collar reaching so low, ants could start jumping in, okay? And a pair of fake black glasses. Thank you!" I told our dressing manager.
She nodded and quickly walked away to browse our many pieces of clothing.
I started getting my equipment together and all the cameras in place.
"Excuse me." I heard a voice say. I ignored it , assuming it was someone asking for set placement again, and continued placing my cameras on its stand. You would think my boss could hire people that didn't need my help every second of the day.
The voice sighed from behind me and the owner tapped my back.
Slowly I started to turn around. " Listen, I'm trying to get this put in its place and you-."
I stopped halfway through my sentence to eye the guy standing in front of me. He was a good 6'3 with a muscular build and olive tone. His hair was swept perfectly to the side with a slight tousled look. My gaze then met his blazing blue eyes that seemed to stare deep into my soul and left me fighting a shiver. He had a strong jaw line with a slight stubble. A scattering of freckles spread out along his upper cheeks. Overall, only one word could describe him. Hot.
"I was actually about to ask where I need to dress for the shoot," he explained with a 60 watt smile.
My mouth hung open slightly then I cleared my throat and straightened up. This guy radiated male dominance.
"Drakov, right?"
"The one and only." He replied. A slight Scottish accent could be made out in his deep voice.
I rolled my eyes in annoyance. Just as I thought. Empty headed, pretty boy.
"Okay, well, I'm your photographer for today and Nicky has your outfit together in the back room. If you can't find the room, which so happens to be right behind us, I'd be happy to help out. I wouldn't want you to strain that pretty head of yours." I replied with a sly smile.
" Only if I get to hold your hand on the way." He answers with a wink then leaves.
Touché. Touché indeed.
Some time later, Mr. Perfect makes his way over to me causing unwanted butterflies to erupt inside my stomach.
The outfit I'd picked out suited him perfectly. The jeans tucked in all the right places while the white shirt clung to his defined abs. His hair had been spiked up and the fake glasses he wore added a touch of intelligence to his mystery filled eyes.
"That tends to happen sometimes." He said after a few minutes of silence.
"What?" I asked breathlessly.
"The whole staring thing. I've been told I was eye catching many times. See something you like, V?" He explained with a perfect smile.
I blushed furiously.
" I beg your pardon, I most certainly was not staring at you and my name is Siren, not V!"
"But your eyes are a strange violet color so V it is." He said, "Plus, I'm sure you're still a virgin so it fits better then expected."
I blushed even harder then I thought possible and had to restrain myself from smacking the smirk off his face. It was true though. I was graced with eyes so blue, they appeared violet which stood in bright contrast against my icey blue dyed hair. And the virgin part? Well, I was saving my self for the one.
"How do you know I'm not some hooker at night? You don't know if I'm a virgin or not!" I blurted out.
Hooker? Really Siren? That's the best you could think of?
"Oh, wow,V. You're a hooker? But you look too..." He paused and his gaze slowly swept all over me.
"Innocent.." He finished.
"I...Okay everyone! Time for the shoot! Make sure everything is ready!" I shouted weakly to everyone in the studio.
My face felt like it was on fire by now.
Drakov walked in front of our white back screen while some people bickered over the finishing touches of his outfit.
" Ready whenever you are, V." He said in this deep and highly seductive voice.
"Right. Pose however feels best for you. This is a free motion shoot so no specifics. " I stammered.
He started off with a casual hands-in-pockets pose while giving the camera a hard gaze filled with unknown mischief.
Though he was looking at the camera only, I felt as if the gaze was directed towards me. A daring look that I wasn't sure I was ready to explore.
After a couple more clicks and wardrobe changes, we were done.
I let out a breath I did not know I was holding, when he finally walked away to changed back into his regular clothes. Drakov was something entirely different then what I was use to. He had the arrogance of a man who knew he was nothing short of number 1, but the self respect of a gentlemen with the mystery of a lost child.
I shook my head to clear my thoughts away as I began placing away my camera in my take home bag for editing later.
I just couldn't shake the feeling that he was of importance to me. My inner wolf was restless inside of me but neither her nor I knew why.
Drakov walked back out of the dressing room looking as perfect as ever. I studied him closely as if hoping something would click, but nothing did. My skin felt irritated and hot.
" Today was fun, yes?" Drakov said cheekily after sauntering over to me.
"If by fun, you mean annoying then yes. So much fun." I replied with a smirk.
His smiled dropped slightly before being replaced by an even bigger grin.
"Hmm, innocent little V has a bit of bite in her after all. What pack do you belong to?" He said more quietly.
"My last alpha has granted me pack leave to do what I love, but I'm sure giving out that kind of information is not apart of the deal. I'll just leave you wondering. Until next time." I picked up my bag and walked away waving slightly.
Today was definitely interesting, but I still couldn't keep my mind from thinking about him as I walked out of the building and to my truck. A GMC Black widow. He was my dream truck since I could remember. What can I say? I love my baby boy.
Well, Drakov, until next time for sure.
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