Come to Me
Chapter 15's

There are some days that work just flows. Thank you, one of those days.

It was very difficult to leave Jis' bed this morning, but I was happy to go to the yoga place to improve my blood flow. I had a relaxing breakfast with Anna, where I told her about the events of last weekend, and I couldn't really get mad when my eleven o'clock session was late.

Bertand is a twenty-one-year-old male with a myriad of potentials to become a model. He has a nice face and body, and he hired me to help him strengthen his portfolio. I usually work with women or couples, but Bertand is a professional, and really wants to get into the show-biz world, and I can't resist that.

Not to mention he was tall, dark and incredibly handsome. It's not a bad thing to spend a few hours today.

We did it fun all morning. High Bertand six feet three inch with fully toned body. Not unlike Jis, but I pushed her to the side of my brain and focused on work. Where Jis's body was bronze and gold, Bertand's body was brownish and dark. Dark hair and eyes with carved jaws.

She wore small boxer shorts that could barely cover her important parts, and she was wrapped from the waist down in a white satin cloth.

"You're very talented, puput. Doesn't feel like work."

"Thank you." I raised the camera to my eyes and started shooting.

"This one has to be fun."

"You're still alone?" ask her when she gives her half sexy smile towards the camera.

"Uh, no." I frowned. "No seduction, Bertand."

"Sorry, can't resist. I was in bed, almost naked, and a beautiful woman was taking pictures of me."

I laughed and changed my memory card.

Shit, it's so hot in here! I removed my blue hoodie, leaving a black tight tank top on top of my sports bra. I wore a piece of yoga trousers, but I replaced it with shorts in the bathroom. I rolled my hair and took off my shoes.

"Okay, Bertand, get back to bed."

"How can I hold that?" he's like a seductress!

He crawled up to the bed and pulled the sprai strands up on his hips.

"Okay, your back, one arm over your head. Good, don't move." I got on the bed and was on her hips with my feet, standing right on top of her.

"It's a nice picture." I kept taking pictures of him, very happy with the pictures I took.

"Do I have to look serious for some photos?"

"Of course, don't give me that sexy smile. It's perfect!" snap, snap snap. I walked up to his body, focused downward on his face. I almost lost my balance but he grabbed up and clapped his hands around my back calf.

"Whews! Thanks." Thanks." I chuckled and continued taking pictures as he threw one hand back over his head, putting one arm around my leg to keep it stable.

"What the hell is going on?!"

Bertand and I jumped, shocked at the angry screams coming from my front door.

"Jis! You're scaring me!"

Bertand immediately let go of my leg, accurately judging that he might get a hit on the money-maker - his face - at any moment.

"Damn it, Escape!"

"Stop yelling at me!" I jumped out of bed and packed my camera.

"Bertand, you can go and get dressed. We're done. Bertand got up from the bed, let the sprai fall and I prevented my eyes - to see it.

He walked casually to the bathroom to get dressed.

"What's your real problem?" hisisku to Jis.

"What do you think? You're in bed with a naked man and his hands are on your body!"

I took a deep breath.

"He's not naked, Jis. I'm not naked."

"Almost," he muttered.

"Hey, this is why I told you not to panic at me when I showed you my studio."

"You didn't tell me you were working with naked young men." He's angry again.

"I don't, usually. He's a friend of mine who needs pictures for his portfolio. No need to be jealous."

"You're taking me to believe that you're working with a woman or a partner, Put."

"Jis, I just told you, this is an exception."

"I don't like it."

"It doesn't matter if you like it."

Jis glanced at me like a growing second head on my body and escaped both hands in her hair.

Bertand walked out of the bathroom, fully dressed in jeans, t-shirts and sneakers.

"Thank you, Put. I had a great day."

I smiled warmly at him. "I am too, and I am both. I'll finish the edit for you this week."

"good. See you soon." He left, closing the door behind him.

I went back to Jis to get her black eyes angled at me. He's really mad.

"What exactly makes you angry?" ask me when I get back to bed and start stripping the sheets.

"Put, I walked into this studio only to find my lover standing on what was only appropriate to be used as a nightgown over a naked man in bed, she said, and the man put his hands on his feet. What do you think makes me angry?" his voice increased by a few decibels, but I fell silent like a fool.

"Love?"

He stopped his chatter and looked at me.

"Yes, sweetheart. I thought about it after last weekend where we should be."

Oh. Waw.

"Am I wrong?" his voice was calm but alarming.

"Well, no, I guess I just didn't think about it." I finished making the bed and turned to face him again.

"Jis, this is my job."

"I don't like it."

"It's not your right to say what I shouldn't have done."

"I didn't say it like that."

"You imply it that way. I've been doing this for years. No one is out of control. Remember, I told you, I don't do*** here, and I don't do it with my clients. My God, do you have a little faith in me?"

"No, it's just.." she ran her hand in her hair again and stepped back. "I never expected to get this feeling when I saw her hand on your body."

"What do you feel?" I tilted my head at him, my curiosity coming out.

"As if I wanted to kill him," he growled.

"Oh."

"Put, think about how you would feel if I had to do a love scene in the movie. It will affect me, but I still have to touch other women, kiss her..."

"Stop." I don't want to hear this.

"That's how I feel."

Gosh darn. I sighed and sat on the side of the bed, suddenly feeling tired.

"I'm sorry, it didn't happen to me. Honey, I never had to explain what I did to anyone else for years."

"I know."

"You were jealous."

"The word jealousy is too weak to describe what I felt just now."

A part of me wanted to scream and do a little dance, but I held it in and stared at it expressionlessly.

"You have no reason to be jealous. You're all I see, Jis, even when I'm not with you."

He closed his eyes tightly, like a huge burden had been lifted and I was watching him completely. He was wearing a buttoned shirt today, black this time, and black jeans. He looks young and handsome.

And I'm her lover!

I stood up and moved towards him, wrapping my arms around his waist. He put his arm around me, hooked his finger on my lower back and we just looked at each other for a minute.

"Please, don't be mad at me." My whisper.

"I'm not angry."

"You're angry."

"Yes, I'm angry." He kissed my forehead.

"Didn't you have the right clothes here?"

"Yes, it's very hot in here, so I let it go."

He narrowed his eyes again and his gaze turned cold. Damnit.

"Don't be mad at me, this happened to whoever I photographed. I don't have AC here."

"Why isn't there?"

"Well, to be honest, because a sweaty body is sexy."

"Oh." He scrunched his eyebrows.

"Hey, stop that. There's nothing you need to be jealous of, baby."

I run my hand down his face, enjoying the roughness of his beard in the palm of my hand.

"I love it when you call me that." He leaned back at my touch and closed his eyes.

"You like it?"

"Yes, you usually just call me by name."

"You're the kind of guy with conditions, huh?" I stood on my toes and kissed her lips gently and her eyes were excited.

"Obviously, baby."

"I love it when you call me darling." Now his eyes are shining like they were at Christmas.

"Why?"

"Nobody called me that before" I whispered.

"I forgot how inexperienced you are when talking about a relationship."

"Yeah, so give me some leeway. It can be a lesson." I pinched her tight ass and she laughed.

"Okay, okay. But do something for me." His face began to get serious.

"What?"

"There are no single men anymore. Please."

I frowned and wanted to argue.

"Please, Escape. To me."

"What if it's not single?"

"Ask me before you take a job with single men, and we'll discuss it. I don't like this feeling. I'm asking you to appreciate how I feel."

Well, when he decided like that.

"Okay, I'll ask you first." It's an agreement, but I kept thinking about what he said earlier about the love scene and I knew I would go crazy with jealousy if I was in that position.

"Are you doing a love scene in your movie?" ask me and look for his face.

"Why do you think there's a shot of ass?" he grins at me.

"I never wanted to see that movie, Jis."

"I agree, baby."

"So, I'm your girlfriend, huh?"

"For sure." He kissed me deeply, and I held on to his shoulder, pulling him down towards me.

When she looked down I couldn't bear to comb her hair with my fingers.

"Okay, let's have lunch. Fighting with you makes me hungry."

"You, put on some decent clothes first."

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I left Jis along with Anna in the kitchen and ran upstairs to change clothes. I grinned at myself remembering the fear on Jis's face when confronted with Anna, but Anna remained as calm as she should have been, and I was relieved that her childish behavior had subsided.

I wore a pair of blue jeans hugging my butt, a green top and corresponding green heels. It might just be a lunch, but I've never worn my heels, and Jis is tall enough that I should wear heels all the time. So I was thinking, that maybe he'd like these heels.

I combed my brunette, let it run over framing my face, and put on eyeliner and mascara. I'm ready to go.

I found Jis and Anna still in the kitchen, talking about all the things related to cooking.

"I'm grilling bacon," said Jis. He stood on my back, so he didn't see me enter the room.

"In that way reduce the clutter on the stove."

"I don't care how it's cooked." I hugged her waist and pressed my nose between her shoulder bones, inhaling her scent. She smelled like a softener of clothes and bath soap, and her hair felt soft on my face.

"As long as it ends in my mouth" I murmured in his body and I heard his chuckle.

He turned to look at me and grinned.

"You're amazing to use green. Fits your eyes."

His hand went down my face and I sighed.

"thank you. Better than I was wearing?"

"Very. You got a session for today?"

"Later at night around eight."

He cringed.

"Why is it so late?"

"A lot of people work during the day, so sometimes I schedule sessions in the afternoon. This doesn't happen very often because I'd rather use natural lighting than my lighting equipment, but sometimes it's necessary."

"Who is that?" he looked at me calculatingly.

"Only a girl who wants some pretty photos for her husband on their anniversary."

"Oh, okay."

I combed her hair with my fingers.

"Don't worry, honey. There's no single man in my book right now."

"Can you tell me when you're done?" said Anna quickly.

"All this flabby stuff reminds me how long it's been since I put it down. Go eat. Or go into the room."

We said goodbye and he opened the Mercedes SUV door for me, and I crawled up. When he was behind the steering wheel he crossed the console and kissed me at a glance.

"Where are we going?" ask me when he runs the car.

"What about seafood?"

"We live in White Watter. I think liking seafood is a requirement to stay here."

"Then seafood." He took my hand and smiled at me.

"You look beautiful."

"Thank you." I felt my face flutter and I saw the grip of our hands.

"You always look good."

He laughed and shook his head. "It's just genetic."

"What did you do this morning?" ask, change the topic.

"I go to the gym and train with my trainer."

"You got a trainer?" of course he has.

"Yeah, he kicked my ass." He grinned, and I smirked back at him.

"How's your yoga show?"

"remarkable. L like it. Have you tried it?"

"Um, no."

"Not too manly for you?" I rolled my eyes.

"Not that, I just love hard sports."

"Come with me Wednesday morning."

He nodded and looked at me.

"I'll make you a deal."

Uh oh, what does that mean?

"What kind of deal?"

"I'll go with you to practice yoga tomorrow Wednesday if you come to the gym with me tomorrow."

I bit my lips and stared out the window. I'm afraid I look like a fool. I don't have a tight body, and a small one that women usually have in the gym. Yoga keeps me toned and flexible.

"You don't have to go with me" I whispered.

"Put, what did I say?"

"It's nothing" I can't see his eyes.

I hated the feeling of embarrassment, and now I got to the point of being naked in front of Jis.

"Darling, what's wrong?" he got into the parking lot at the restaurant and turned off the machine, turned my body to face him.

"No, i..."

"Look at me." His voice was serious and when my eyes met his, they were already dark Black. "Tell me."

"No, you were mad at me when I told you about my body. Let it. We'll exercise separately. It's okay."

"Why are you being so hard on yourself?"

He looks confused.

"I didn't. Well, not until now" I whispered.

"Stop this. You don't have to be ashamed, honey."

"I'm not ashamed. I know you find me attractive and I love it."

"Then what's the problem?"

"I don't want to embarrass myself."

"But you want me to go yoga with you and try to twist my body like a pretzel and embarrass myself?"

Oh. Good point.

I chuckled and put my fingers over my lips.

"You're laughing at me?" he smiled again and the tension in my stomach began to relax.

"I wouldn't dare."

"So, are you going to the gym with me or not?"

"I really hope you let me take your picture."

His eyes widened and became very silent, and mentally I kicked myself.

"Why?"

"Because I would love to take your picture while doing yoga. It's gonna be so funny!"

He relaxed and laughed as he got out of the car, turning around to open the door for me.

"Come, I want to see you eat."