Black Rose

Chapter 9

"Hi, nice to see you again." Waylen says. "Hi, nice to see you." She smiles.

He was in another suit-Tom Ford. His hair tucked back into a bun. He looks more handsome every time she sees him. Mallory was wearing one of her flower summer dresses.

"This is Carlon, my client." The man reaches out his hand which she shakes. "Hello I'm Mallory."

"Okay, really all I need is five photos. I need a photo of his front profile, both side profiles, picture from head to waist and head to toe." Waylen explains and she nods.

"Alright let's go in." The three of them walk into the studio.

"Hey Mallory!" Clara calls. Another photographer. "Hey Clara."

Clara always acted like she cared about Mallory, but once Mallory was gone, she just ran her mouth talking about Mallory to the other girls.

"Hi, my names Clara Janes." She walks over to Waylen extending her hand. "Waylen Collymore." He nods his head.

"Mallory, do you want me to help this handsome man, I'm more than willing to, I don't have a client till six." Clara knows Mallory won't be able to say no because she's too scared.

"Oh no thanks, I asked Mallory personally to help me out." Waylen smiles at Clara. "Oh no really, I'd be flattered to help you out sir...and you'd be happy you chose me, she's not really good at her job." She smiles seductively, whispering the last part.

"Sorry, but...like I said, I want Mallory to help me out, not a woman who clearly has marriage issues." Waylen says looking at her ring. Her eyes wide.

"Lead the way sweetheart." Waylen smiles at Mallory.

Her jaw dropped; she nods. Leading the way, too her own little studio.

"I apologize for the mess. I had a shoot yesterday with a family with little kids, so they were pretty wild." Mallory says bending over picking up paper pieces.

"No worries." Carlon smiles. "Alright, well if you could please stand in the light." Mallory says as she switches on her fill light.

The photos were simple, so it didn't take  her too long.

"Alright and we are done." Carlon smiles. "I'll edit the lightning and colour and send them to you by Friday. Waylen nods. "Alright Carlon so I'll see you on Thursday in court." "See you." Carlon smiles and walks out.

"How much do I owe you?" Waylen asks taking his wallet out from his pockets. "Oh no, really like I said you're a friend you don't need to pay." She smiles at him.

"First off I am going to pay you because this is your job, second, we both know we're not just going to be friends." Waylen smirks looking into Mallory's wide eyes.

"So, how much do I owe you?"

"W-Well, I charge hundred dollars a shoot so a hundred I guess." She watches as he looks through his wallet, before handing her five hundred dollars. "No, no I said a hundred not five hundred." She says.

"Oops, we'll it's in your hands so I guess it's yours." He jokes putting his wallet back in his pocket. "Waylen please, I can't except this." She says looking at the money. "It's your money."

Like before she tries to back talk but just a raise of an eyebrow and she's quiet.

"Thank you." She smiles.

"How does lunch sound?" He asks smirking.

Her eyes wide.

"I...it sounds lovely." She smiles.