“Weird.”
“Yeah, weird.” I responded.
It was very weird. I tried not to think too much about it as I went to my studio to begin setting up.
A few minutes later, Cassian walked in. He stood awkwardly by the door.
“So, what am I doing? Standing, sitting, lying down, or nude?”
“What?” I laughed. “I’m not painting you nude.”
“Your loss. It would be breathtaking.”
“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes.
He watched me as I finished setting up.
“You can sit, you know.”
He nodded and walked to a chair.
When I was ready, I made him move to a stool.
“Since it’s our first time, I’ll just do something simple.”
I said, walking up to him.
“I’ll just be painting your face and upper body, so I am going to need you to sit straight.” I placed my hands on his face as I tilted it in the direction I wanted.
