Chapter 100: Welcome to the Crush
BORIS
"You look a little...constipated," Scarlett says with a giggle. Her cheeks turn pink against her alabaster skin as she grins at the images when they pop up on the computer screen to be edited.
"That doesn't sound good," I comment.
"Nope, not the look we're going for. And I know you can do better because I saw those sexy pictures you took for your last team. Your Crush pics need to be at least as nice."
"I had hoped those had gone away by now," I say, cringing.
"We are all immortal on the interweb."
"So it seems. They were very adamant that sexy photos would help with attendance."
"Did it work?"
"I believe so. Certainly not just because of me, though."
"Uh, whatever," she answers, rolling her eyes. "Have you looked in the mirror lately? You're hot. You could probably get a woman pregnant just by looking at her." I laugh. What the hell?
"Scarlett, what have we talked about?" Sid, her photographer scolds jokingly.