Through the whole of school both Emma and Ethan couldn't get their conversation from their heads. It's like each word was etched into their brains.
Ethan couldn't believe he was actually texting the 'Elle' especially after the stories he had heard from his older friends about her irresistible good looks.
Emma couldn't believe she was actually talking to someone who had acquired one of her business cards, they were only handed to the best looking specimens and everyone knew that. You'd never take up and offer to be an 'Elle' model if you thought you'd be laughed at.
Luckily for Emma, she had the weekend free which was also lucky for Ethan as he planned to message her a follow up question to the one he had asked prior.
The photographer was elated when the familiar yet unknown number pinged up on her phone screen, she was bored and looking for some fun and he was sure to deliver.
[so if others don't take your
pictures, do you take your own?
-unknown]
A smirk played upon Emma's lips, she knew where this was going already.
Although her friends thought of her as the innocent angel, her pink lace underwear mixed the angels white with the red of the devil.
Ethan had wasted no time upon getting home from practice to text the infamous photographer, he had turned on the shower and the steam was dewy against his already sweaty skin.
[wouldnt you like to know
- Elle]
Emma knew that those words were going to drive him crazy, and sure enough they rang through his head just at the thought of the possibility. She'd been doing her job long enough to know what turned people on.
Ethan back at his place was growing crazier and crazier for the real answer, anything to help him out before getting in the shower. He checked round the door to see if Grayson was close but it sounded like he was bustling through the kitchen cupboards.
[I would like to know, it gives me
something to think about in the shower
- unknown]
Emma could tell that Ethan was smirking through the screen towards her and just the thought of what he looked like made her excited.
So she made a deal with him, a picture exchange in fact.
She sent him a sweet and tempting photo of her pink lace and in return he sent back a picture of his toned abs, teasing her slightly with a hint of his V-line.
It was enough for both of them to think about for the rest of the weekend.
