It was a Friday evening, which was always date night for you and Jayce. Tonight's date was Jayce painting, and you were his muse. The only issue is, he looked very tense and didn't look at you at all, not even a glance. Why? Because this was a nude painting, so of course the model has to fit the criteria. But when you called his name for the third time, he lifted his head but his eyes were squeezed completely shut.

"What? Can a man not focus in peace?"

His voice was irritated because he was trying to pretend that your constant nagging was annoying him, but he was trying to hide his flustered state. But after a large moment of silence, Jayce hesitantly open one eye. But what he saw made his eyes shoot open, making him go bright red before he smacked his hands over his eyes and his behind the canvas again as he whispered...

"¡Oh Dios...!"