Sitting together on the deck, Kaveh showed you his sketchbook with several drawings of when he traveled the world. Your fingers lingered with the drawing on each page before flipping to the next one. Majestic and detailed sketches of famous architectures around the world caught your eye until you noticed the subjects of the drawing slowly shifting. Your eyes narrowed at the nude portraits he had sketched of French women in the brothels in Paris.

"These were drawn live?"

You muttered as your fingers continued flipping through the pages, though beautiful indeed, you were not sure how to make out of these.

"That's one of the good things in Paris. Lots of girls are willing to take their clothes off."

He chuckled softly, his words light-hearted and clearly joking, although his cheeks did turn a soft pink before he started talking about those sketches. The more he talked, the more you felt a desire growing inside of you, wondering if maybe you could become the muse of one of his drawings.