“I wouldn’t say I’m jealous,” Cory grumbled, reaching up to ruffle the back of his hair with one hand. “But I wouldn’t mind modeling for you if you, you know, needed another model some time. Just saying.”
Savannah giggled a little at how very awkward his behaviour was. Was this really the same smooth talking, edgy biker dude? Though now that she’d spent some time getting to know him, she realized that first impression may not have been entirely accurate. He wasn’t really smooth; he was just quiet, and tended to consider what he said before saying it. To some people that could come off as someone trying to be ‘cool,’ but now Savannah realized it was not about being cool.
Cory was shy; almost painfully so. How had she not noticed?
When he was giving tours, it was like acting - putting on
