CHAPTER THREE
LEAH'S POV
He looks stunned with my confession, but what the hell, he is a fine specimen of a man. Even though I'm still a virgin, I could still appreciate a hunk when I want. Gosh I'm behaving like Jess. She's clearly rubbing off on me.
Embarrass, "I will forward the photos and a cheque to the agency." I saw my brother coming back in to collect the last of our stuff.
With his now famous smirk, he stretches out his hand. 'It's been a pleasure Ms. Scott" he says in a professional voice.
Reaching out, I shook his hand, gripping his hand tightly before he could tighten his hand on mines. "Likewise, Mr. Grey" I say, releasing his hand instantly.
Turning I started lifting my bags of the table, "by the way, I'm not a ma'am", I told him, hanging my cameras on my shoulder as my brother came up and shook Mr. Grey's hand without either of them exchanging a word.
Mr. Logan Grey, walked out without saying a word to me, but it's best this way.
Gathering our belongs we walk to the security who escorted us to our vehicle bidding us goodbye.
As we drove home, my mind kept running on my perfect model. I have too much responsibilities to get involved with anyone.
Leaning back my head against the backrest, shutting my eyes.
Hearing a snicker, "what?" I muttered with my eyes closed.
"You can finally get some sleep tonight" Jerome chuckles.
Ignoring him, I really need some sleep. Since I found out about this gig, I've been restless. I'm shocked I wasn't panicking during the shoot. The only unnerving thing was the hot sexy model, who was amused the entire time. Stupz.
The ringing of my phone, bought me out if my light slumber.
Bolting upright when I saw the caller ID, Mrs. Daniels.
"Hello?" I squeaked as my brother chuckles softly beside me causing me to slap him on his thigh.
"Ms Scott, how was the shoot?" she asks.
"It was great. I'm on my way home to develop them as we speak." I said excitedly.
Pausing, "don't you have a studio?" she sounds disappointed.
"Em.. uh.. when my grandmother got sick. I moved my studio into our home so that I could look after her" I said crossing my fingers that she didn't view this as unprofessional.
"Oh. okay. That's commendable of you" she responds a bit softer. "So the reason I'm calling is to ask you to come in tomorrow with the photos. My son is anxious to start a campaign so if there are any problems we can do the necessary changes." she explains.
"Oh" my turn to sound disappointed.
Sensing my tone, "Don't worry, he just wants certain things done, a specific way" she chuckles. "He just told me if there are changes or reshoots he can work with you for do overs."
"Oh, okay" I responded relieved
"Tomorrow at ten good for you?' she asks.
" Yes, yes of course " I answered happily.
"Great. see you then" she says hanging up.
Leaning my head back again closing my eyes. "I have to show Mrs. Daniels the photos tomorrow at ten" I muttered to Jerome.
Chuckling, "another sleepless night for you" he stated, chuckling.
Unable to relax now, I started going through my phone, frowning as I see miss calls and a message from the modeling agency.
Opening the message, explaining that the assign model will not be available today, What? Opening the second message, the agency apologizes and requests that I will have to reschedule.
What the hell? I did the shoot with an amazing model!. I quickly dialed the agency.
"Hello KP Agency" the receptionist answers.
"Hello, this is Leah Scott, I had a request for a model today" I started.
"Yes, I'm sorry about the inconvenience" the receptionist apologize. "Are you calling to reschedule?" she asks politely.
My brother was pulling into our short driveway, frowning at my confused look.
"Em, I think there was a mix up. The shoot is completed" I said, still confused.
"Oh, you got another model?" she asks.
"I'm not sure what happened. But when I got to the location a model was there and well we did the shoot. His name is Logan Grey" I explained , frowning.
After a slight pause, "Sorry I don't recognize the name" the receptionist said.
Oh my God! "I have to look into it, I'll get back to you," I promise, quickly hanging up.
Slapping the palm of my hand to my head, opening the door, I got out to see Jess already helping Jer.
They both looked at each other and then at me.
"Don't ask" I muttered, picking up my two camera bags and walking off. going straight into the dark room.
Putting down my bags, I went into my bedroom for my laptop, which I quickly opened in search of Logan Grey.
After thirty minutes, I give up. Who is Logan Grey? He is definitely a model, I think. I mean he has it all.
To calm myself down. I decided to take a shower before I rethink what next.
After my refreshing shower I went downstairs to meet my brother and sister whispering by the kitchen table.
Observing them suspiciously. what's up guys?" I ask as I venture into the kitchen.
Waltzing up to me with her hands behind her back, "you tell me" Jess says smiling mischievously.
Looking back and forth between them, "whatever you're selling, the answer is still no" I said taking a bottle water out of the refrigerator.
"I'll be in the dark room" I said walking away, only to hear Jess giggling.
"Can't wait to drool over the hot and spicy Mr. Grey?" she chuckles as Jer burst into laughter.
Tightening my palm around my bottle water, storming off into my dark room, instantly putting on the red lights.
Still undecided about releasing the photos of a model I know absolutely nothing about, like the professional that I am , I decided to develop the pictures and attend tomorrow's meeting on scheduled.
I will deal with the unsigned model when I get there determined that nothing, absolutely nothing will stand in my way.