Contract Marriage: I Will Never Love You

Josh

I lean against the studio window, still drying my hair with a towel. I had just finished my workout, in addition to preparing mentally for the next photoshoot.

I hear footsteps behind me and turn to see Hailey standing there with a coffee in each hand.

"Got you a coffee," she says, taking a long sip from her cup.

"An angel falling from heaven," I mutter.

Hailey rolls her eyes. "Right...are you ready for today’s shoot?"

I grin, reaching for the coffee. "With you behind the camera? Always."

She smirks, brushing a damp strand of hair away from my forehead. "You’re such a kiss-ass."

"Only for you," I say, taking a sip. It’s just the way I like it. She remembered. Of course she did.

Hailey walks over to the lightboard, flipping through the setup notes for the shoot. She looks focused, sharp, and completely in her element.

"I was thinking," she starts, not looking up, "we try something different today."