Allison’s POV
I glared at Jordan as he kept giving me instructions, telling me how to pose, and that I should smile more.
His lips were only moving, and I wasn’t hearing anything, I was pissed at him.
I closed my eyes, breathing in the air. “Alli, are you listening to me?” I shot my eyes back open and exhaled air through my gritted teeth.
“I think she got it,” Isaac answered, patting Jordan on his shoulder.
Jordan’s eyes flickered between Isaac and me before nodding. He left and went to the photographer, talking with him.
The modeling thing was supposed to be tomorrow, but no, Jordan had to move it to today, saying something about the gig.
So, right before I went to sleep yesterday, I called Isaac and told him the details. I was lucky to see his face twice today.
I sighed with reli
