“Just a little bit more to the right.” Michael repeated for the thousandth time that afternoon. Sure, this happens all the time, since you’re a model, but there’s no more right to move.

His camera focused on you for the thousandth time that afternoon with the everlasting intention of taking one more picture that would last forever - or it would at least forever be etched into his mind, if no one else’s. But that was unlikely. You’re so beautiful, how could anyone forget your face? He definitely couldn’t. He hadn’t since you walked into his studio months ago. You shook his hand, smiled at him with pearly white teeth and the type of captivating smile that lights up a room. Michael didn’t exactly believe in love at first sight, but he was beginning to.

And if it wasn’t love, then if it was definitely lust. But a combination made more sense to him.

The camera flashed once more, snapping him out of a daze before all his focus was back on you.

“One more.” He mumbled under his breath as he crouched down to the camera’s level to get another angle.