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Grace closes her book and sits up. “No luck so far?”
I shake my head. “Nothing that I’d even consider submitting.”
Grace hums, grabbing my camera from the table and pulling it out. If it was anybody else, I’d tackle them to the ground, but Grace has seen my work in their early stages before, so I don’t try to stop her. Maybe if she looks at it, she can help me figure this shit out.
“What’s the theme again?”
“Raw beauty.” I roll my eyes. “I honestly don’t know what she was thinking when she gave us that theme. She could have easily said to submit a photo of despair.”
“Despair?” Grace chuckles. “Seriously?”
“What? It’s true. The concept is just too broad, and it means different things to different people. What I can see as raw beauty she can consider trash.”
“I guess you’re right when it comes to that.” Grace keeps sliding over the photos in the gallery. “These are all good. When did you wake up, though? At the crack of dawn?”
More like I didn’t even go to sleep. I barely got a couple of hours of sleep before I was awoken by another nightmare. I knew there was no chance I’d fall asleep, so instead, I put on some clothes, grabbed my camera, and went out. The best part is I managed to stop at Prescott’s since—
“Well, damn, that’s some raw beauty right here,” Grace says, her teeth sinking into her lower lip as she gets to the photo of a half-naked Prescott. Thankfully his face isn’t showing on the image. One slide to the right though…
“Gimmie that,” I mutter, grabbing the camera from her.
“Who’s that? You keeping secrets from me, Jade?”
“Nobody important.” I turn off the camera before I put it back into the case and close it.
“Maybe you should shoot him. I’m sure your professor would be happy about that.”
Oh, I didn’t doubt that for one second, but there is no way I’m sharing Prescott’s photos with anybody else. Nope, they were just for me.
“But seriously, who’s the guy?”
“Nobody you know.” I push to my feet. “I’m going to take a shower.”
Grabbing my backpack, I toss it over my shoulder, Grace’s laughter follows me all the way down the hall. “You know you can’t keep that secret forever!” she yells after me.
Maybe. But I’m going to give it my best to hide it for as long as I can.
Slipping into my room, I place my bag on the bed and pull my shirt over my head. Shower first, then I’m going to deal with everything else.
I make my way to the bathroom, dropping the shirt into the hamper. Then I do the same with the rest of my clothes as I make my way to the shower. I turn on the water to the hottest setting, waiting for it to warm up before sliding under the spray.
The hot water trickles down my naked body, relaxing my muscles. Damn, this was exactly what I needed. Maybe I can even try to take a nap after I’m done here. I don’t know how long I will be able to keep on like this. If I didn’t have nightmares, I was with Prescott, and the last thing we had on our minds was sleeping.
Grabbing my shampoo from the shelf, I squeeze some into my palm. I rub them together before smearing the shampoo over my skin, the scent of lavender filling the bathroom. I glide my hands over my body, my sides, and down my legs before making my way up my stomach, cupping my full breasts. I’m about to move them to my arms when I feel it—the bump just on the underside of my breast.
“No,” I whisper.
My whole body freezes, my finger stuck on that bump that wasn’t there before.
So you wanted to believe.
The hot water keeps cascading over my body, the sound echoing in my eardrums as my heart starts to beat faster. My throat bobs as I swallow. I force my fingers to move. The round motion is familiar, but is it even strange considering everything I’ve been through?
Calm the fuck down, Jade,I chastise.It’s probably just in your he—
Then I feel it again.
A thickening of the skin the size of a coin just on the underside of my right breast. Too big to be one of those annoying pimples or ingrown hairs.
