Contract Marriage: I Will Never Love You

Hailey

I adjust the lens on her camera and glance at the studio lights being set up. This is our last photoshoot together. After today, I will be moving on to my next project.

Josh stands nearby, fixing his collar in the mirror. He catches my eye and smiles.

"You ready for this?" I ask, walking over to him.

Josh nods. "Yeah. Feels weird, though. Last one."

"I know." I pause, then ask, "So... have you thought about sticking with modeling? Doing it permanently?"

Josh looks thoughtful for a moment. "I’m not sure yet," he admits. "It’s been fun, but I still have a whole other career."

I smile softly. "Fair enough. Whatever you choose, I’m sure you’ll be great at it."

He chuckles. "Maybe. But I will miss being photographed by you."

I grin mischievously. "Oh? Well, just because you may not model for Luxe, doesn’t mean I won’t photograph you for...uh...other reasons."

Josh raises an eyebrow. "Other reasons, huh?" he says, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Are you saying I get a private shoot now?"