CHAPTER ONE
LEAH'S POV
This is it; Today's the day I get to shoot photos for 'GUNS', the leading brand of men's underwear, from Francis Fashion House.
The largest fashion empire run by Francesca Daniels and her husband Francis. They design exquisite clothing for men, women, boys and girls. From casual wear to elegant wear. Wedding gowns, I mean everything!
If I get a contract with them, it would a better way of life. It would mean food on the table, it would mean completing my college education and obtaining a degree. It would mean that Jessica and Jerome get a chance to also complete their education.
If I could be selected as the photographer for this empire, life would be perfect!
Rushing to get my equipment together for the shoot, taking my younger brother Jerome as my apprentice.
We worked together at birthday parties, weddings, christening and other small projects.
One of my regular clients has spoken to Mrs. Daniels, who saw some photos that I did for a wedding, where Mrs. Daniels designed the outfits for the entire bridal party.
Observing Mrs. Daniel's interest in the photography as she went through the pictures, encouraged my client to ask for an opportunity for me to shoot photos for any of their upcoming ads.
Mrs. Daniels has agreed to give me a shot at doing photo shoots exclusively for their Fashion Empire. But I must first pass the test!
I'm being given an opportunity to prove myself by doing the photos for their men's line. Thank God Jerome would be with me. I mean, I'm already nervous about doing the shoot but men's underwear? OMG!
"Jerome!" I shout. "Come on we want to be early." I continued shouting.
Jessica came trudging down the steps, ready to no doubt yell at me for shouting.
Frowning, "you still have ninety minutes before your model gets there, so quit the shouting" she says holding her head.
Ignoring her comment, 'so what time did you come in last night?" I asked instead, waiting for her explanation.
Jerome runs down the steps of our two story, three bedroom house that our grandma left for us before her passing almost one year ago.
"Nice Jess, nice. You should have just stayed in bed" he said chuckling gently swapping her on the head as he pass her on the steps.
"Hey!" jess shouts. running down after him, as they both head into the kitchen, where I have already laid out breakfast for the three of us.
It's been tough since my parents pass during my third year in college, but it got tougher since grandma got ill. At twenty two I became a parent to my two younger siblings and I don't regret it, because we're still together.
"Jerome!" I shouted impatiently.
"Geez. I'm ready" he strides into the corridor where I have packed the necessary equipment for the shoot with a piece of waffle hanging from his mouth and a cup of coffee in his hand which he hands me.
"You need this" he chuckles.
Picking up some of the equipment, he walks out the back, "I'll bring the van out front" he says as he walks away.
Jess comes in, wiping her mouth, "sis, it will be fine. You will be fine. Everything will be fine. Just take the time to breathe." she says giving me her famous pep talk.
Pulling her in for a hug, "we need to talk when I get back," I whispered in her ear, before pecking her cheek.
"Yeah" she moves away from me, as she starts to help me take some stuff to the van. Finally!
It was a silent drive to Francis studio with Jer and I both in our own thoughts.
I hope the agency send me hot guy. The hotter they are the hotter the shoot. I hope.
"Sis it's going to be fine" Jerome breaks the silence.
"Yeah, I know! Jess already give me the talk" I say chuckling.
We both started giggling about Jess and her pep talks.
"Gosh Jer, I hope the model is hot! I mean he would make the ads look perfect." I blurted out.
Jer erupted in laughter, with me joining in after I realize I blurted out my thoughts, a horrible habit I need to break.
We arrived at Francis studio with forty five minutes to spare.
"Early enough to make a good first impression" I muttered to myself.
"Yes sis and you need to stop speaking to yourself" Jer advises.
The security directed us to the parking area that was convenient for us to offload the equipments.
Following the security, as he led us into the studio at Francis Fashion. A large open space with many backdrops lined up that the security told me we had access to.
Thanking him, Jer and I immediately started setting up so that we would be ready when the model arrives.
"Sir" I heard the security say as he walked out. I turned around to see to whom he was speaking to.
Already walking pass the security towards me was the most gorgeous hunk of a guy I have ever bless my eyes on.
Dress in a light blue jeans and a white long sleeve shirt, jet black hair and deep blue eyes.
"F**k you're hot" I muttered.
Hot guy stops a few steps in front of me frowning, while Jer shouts, "Jamie!"
"What" I turned to him annoyed!
He raised his eyebrows, "OH MY GOD! I said that out loud?" I ask as Jer nods.
"Well he is hot" I say walking up to the six foot God in front of me, who was now wearing a smirk instead of a frown .
"You are going to make the photo shoot so much easier. The agency did great and you know you're gorgeous right? I mean for a guy. You're too gorgeous" I say as I walk around the model, inspecting his ass in his tight jeans. "Yes! You are more than petfect!"