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India's POV

I was in the middle of my photo shoot when Derek walked through the doors. I turned my attention towards him and the photographer copied my actions

"Excuse me this is a closed set" said the photographer, causing Derek to stop in his tracks

"I'm here to pick her up" Derek says pointing to me nervously

"I'd appreciate it if you waited outside" he says with an attitude filled tone. Derek simply grinned and walked away. I watched as he left the set, a devilish-grin plastered on his face. My photographer calls my name and snaps me out of my daze

"Yoohoo. Earth to India"

I fix my attention towards him "sorry sir"

"Who was that?"

Said one of my fellow models, waiting in line for their turn to be photographed

"He's just a guy giving me a ride" I reply

"Can I have him?" Says another one of the models. I scoff in response

"No you cannot have him.. He's taken" I lie. I don't know why but the thought of Derek being with another girl made me.. Mad. I don't think I'm jealous I just don't want him to see anyone else but me

"Alright ladies all of you can learn a thing or two from India. Well done girl" says my photographer referring to the pictures he had just snapped of me. I hop down from my position and head to my changing room before I am to meet up with Derek

Later.

I enter Derek's car and shut the door behind me without making eye contact

"Alright. Let's make this quick" I say, pulling my seatbelt over me

"Damn ma, hello to you too" he chuckles. "Whatchu got in there?" He says pointing to the yellow envelope in my lap that contained the pictures from the photo shoot

"My pictures" I say, placing my sunglasses on my face.

"Lemme see" he grabs the envelope out of my lap and begins to tear it open without my consent. He looks at the first picture and his eyes widen instantly

 He looks at the first picture and his eyes widen instantly

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"Damn ma. You look sexy as fuck" he says, licking his lips which causes me to blush a little.

"You mean that?" I ask, unsure of myself

"Hell yeah baby. You got that seductive look in your eyes, and your cheekbones are nice and structured, and you're just set up like a Goddess. And your ass is fat which is a bonus"

I laugh at his last compliment. Nate had never boosted my self esteem like this before. Sure my photographer and the other models and Aariah had told me multiple times how beautiful I am. But the way Derek found little things about me just made me feel warmer

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