Eliana's POV
My body ached from last night's wild s*x. Scott had made me breakfast before leaving. Even though I didn't really feel like it, I had to go to school. I took the car I had gotten the first week I arrived in London... courtesy of my dad.
Speaking of my amazing father, I had to give him a call.
"Hello my little girl, I was just about to call you." His voice buzzed from the other end.
"Hello dad, I've missed you. How are you doing?"
"I'm doing great. You?" There was a small pause and then he continued. "Congratulations on getting your art sold. Though I would have loved to have my face on the canvas." He said with a small chuckle.
I laughed at his comment. "Yours will be next, dad. Remember Mr. Blackwell looks like an action movie actor...easy to draw." I lied.
"Alright,
