Snapping picture after picture in every angle, Katelynn made appreciative noises in her throat at watching her fiancee pose in such a way. She loved Jack for who he was but it was something else to see him being as confident and strong as she believed him to be.
“Love, you look so good…I think you’d make a sexy model for a magazine,” she said honestly, rising from her kneeled position. “If you’d let me I bet I could show them to someone in the business and you’d become a model.”
And it was true considering she worked for Harrison’s photography department part time.
If Jack blushed any harder, he felt he might break something in his face. “Th-that’s very sweet of you, Katelynn. But I don’t think I’m really cut out for that. I’d rather be known for my paintings, not for my looks.”
Thinking about it for a moment, he added, “Maybe we could combine the two? I could pose with some of my works.” Although he didn’t say so, it would be a nice way to get some publicity, and it would be much easier on his life than touring in person.
“We could but I think no matter how you pose you’d be sexy,” she said honestly, walking over to his side until she was close enough that he could feel her body heat but not touching him exactly. “And I didn’t mean looks, love, but your general aura.”
Her fingers traveled up his chest like legs walking, moving over to trace the butterfly tattoo on his chest. “Your personality really came out in the pictures I took of you that I’m sure people would look at you in a magazine and know you were a sweetheart. That’s the man I met a year ago..”
Her lips took charge of where her fingers had been, kissing the skin of his chest before leaning her chin there to smile up at him.
He shivered under her delightful attentions. His chest had always been sensitive, and her playful fingers – and lips – felt amazing. It was a good thing she had missed his nipples, or Jack wasn’t sure what he might have done.
“I-if you keep that up, honey,” he tried not to whimper, reaching down to brush her hair back, “we might end up getting even more messy, if you know what I mean. Didn’t you want to watch the movie?” Frankly, he would be happy with either option, but he wanted to play along with what Katelynn wanted.
Jack Maple 