If Owen had been a model in my studio, I definitely would've attempted a seduction. He seemed wholly Bryony's now, but if she was willing to share… "Owen, how would you feel about posing for me?" I called. "Just sketches to start." "Happy to," he said. "Naked," Bryony called, and I laughed at her wicked grin. Owen opened one eye and tilted his head to stare at us, cheeks swelling with a smile. "Fine," he said with a shrug.
