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[hadtimeofmylife]

Three years after high school and Quinn honestly never thought she'd be where she was right now. A well-known model. She had thought about college, even applied to a couple and got accepted, but a scout for a talent agency had approached her one day while she was out and said she had the face of perfection - even if she didn't believe him. The next

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[imthenewguy]

Sam hadn't ever planned on becoming a model. It had all been a happy accident. He'd gone to college on a football scholarship but a recurrence of his shoulder injury had ended that dream. He had a friend that did some part time modelling on the side and had suggested Sam tag along one day. Best suggestion ever. Because Sam had been there just to watch, but had been picked up for some modelling of his own. One shoot turned in to two, and two in to three. Next he knew he was doing a few spreads in magazines and working a few catwalks

[hadtimeofmylife]

Being busy with work, Quinn hadn't even known Sam was in the same career as her. She rarely had time to look at magazines or things like that unless they involved her and she only looked at them because her agent made sure to send her a copy every time. When the makeup lady walked away, Quinn blew a strand of hair that fell out of her face, thinking if it didn't work someone would fix it. Another woman came over and sprayed water across Quinn's cleavage, something she'd really never understand, but she was told it helped the photos.

Letting out a breath, she glanced around and had to do a quick double take when she saw him. Sam Evans. He was standing there, looking more gorgeous than ever and it then clicked in her head. He was the model she was working with. It was obvious by the way he was dressed or not really dressed. She felt her skin start to tingle and her cheeks suddenly flush. Even more so when the director of the shoot walked in and told them their first position together. Quinn was to lay on her back and Sam to lay over

[imthenewguy]

A quiet clearing of his throat and Sam had the briefest of looks downwards, just glancing at where they sprayed water over her. She looked good, damn good. Sam was much the same as her though; he barely looked at magazines, only ever the ones with him in because of his agent. He was still a comic book guy; that was as close to a magazine as he would ever get.

He took steps towards her then and gestured towards where she was supposed to lay, a tiny - almost nervous - smile on his face. "Hey... uh, long time no see, Quinn."

[hadtimeofmylife]

"Um, hi. And yeah, long time no see," she said quietly before moving to the area she was to lay on, which was small cushions and fabric. She laid down, positioning herself on her back, her thighs spread for him to lay over her and one leg bent at the knee. Normally, this would be fine.. but it was him. And her heart was pounding in her ears just because of that fact.