“Fine. But it goes both ways. There’s no hiding anymore, Love. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you,” I know what he means, why I felt rage in his voice, I hid Spencer’s situation from him for two years, I’d be mad as well.
“No hiding anymore,” I agree and Dominik hugs me, he hugs me and I’m reminded how good it feels to be in his arms.
“Did you mean it when you said you have a good aim?” Dominik asks and I laugh not knowing where this is going.
“Better than a sniper,” I wink at him.
“You just got one hundred times hotter,” Dominik says and grabs a piece of paper. “Do you mind modelling for a bit? You’re looking as angelic as anyone can be,” I look at him pouting. I’m kind of mad and turned on that he finds me angelic. I don’t see it in me, but I see it in hisevery drawing of me. There’s something about the blue and red details that makes it seem both godly and unholy. “Perfect, don’t move!” Dominik requests and I look at him, wondering how long this is going to take.
I feel naked as he draws. All I see is him looking at me and back at the paper repeatedly for what seems to be an hour. By the time Dominik ends, I myself have the perfect image of him in my head. Big neon sharp green eyes, just as sharp blond eyebrows, a caved-in jaw, a perfectly symmetrical nose, small yet slightly wide, his lips bottom bigger than top, which is on the smaller side, and of course is handsome blonde hair, almost straight but with some random wavy twists. He couldn’t be more perfect.
While he was drawing his muscles were tense and I could really see how sculpted they actually are. I could see and almost feel every movement of his hands. I was the one being drawn but I was definitely imprinting the image of him on a small bench, knees slightly bent, working on top of one of his legs. His eyes shining like never before.
“Can I see?” I ask him when I see him let go of the pencil.
“It’s lacking colour,” Dominik says and hides the sketchbook against his body while picking a blue and a red pencil from a table.
“Come on-”
“It’s not perfect,” he replies and I decide to let him keep painting and sit across from him with my legs tired. I check my phone and it is blowing up. What the hell is happening?
Sammy: Hellooooo @notyourlove ? We need you!
I look and there are no earlier messages. And then I check and I’ve been added to another group called “Gossip talk”
Josh: Do you guys know he’s sending his niece away?
Damian: Don’t talk about it here, someone might read it.
Maya: Niece? Is that why he ditched the mission? What an asshole. @notyourlove where are you?
Marcus: Getting the d with the prick.
*Josh left the chat*
*Damian added @dominik-ricik*
*Maya changed groups name from “Dominik the prick” to “Gossip talks”*
Sammy: I bet Dominik seduced her with that look.
Rian: What look?
Maya: The one he only gives her. If only any of you boys understood it.
*Marcus left the chat*
*Damian left the chat*
Maya: Care to explain what everyone’s hiding? @TheDarkSeed
*Rian has left the chat*
Sammy: And we’re alone. Good job, Maya.
I look back at our girl group and archive the other group.
Me: I’m modelling.
