When the Bosses Meet
She took a sip of water before replying.
"I'm okay with that, the shoot is next tomorrow, I don't want to risk adding another pound."
He was going to say she needn't worry about her body, she was damn perfect already. But he didn't know if she would appreciate it, since she was so complicated he felt his pants twist in his head whenever he tried to understand her, put a finger to what he imagined she had in mind.
"Yes, next tomorrow, and I don't see your manager. Or you don't work with one?" He asked instead, parting his stomach under the table and wondering when the food would arrive.
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