I’d be an excellent nude model. I smiled, not caring that I was by myself in the street with countless people streaming past me. My hood concealed most of my face, anyway. You’ll forgive me if I don’t feel like sharing the glory that is you with anyone else. Perhaps I’ll model for you later, then. A sensuous brush down the bond that had my blood heating. It’s been a while since we had paint involved. That cabin and kitchen table flashed into my mind, and my mouth went a bit dry. Rogue. A chuckle. If you want to go in, then go in. If you don’t, then don’t. It’s your call.
