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Nov 09, 2011 18:26

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 ( Read more... )

[who] sam evans, [what] closed, [who] imthenewguy

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hadtimeofmylife November 10 2011, 00:47:52 UTC
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 ( ... )

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hadtimeofmylife November 10 2011, 15:01:52 UTC
Quinn was glad she didn't have to look ar him, but that changed when Sam was told to reach out for Quinn and for her to look at him when their hands touched. Next they were to lay down facing each other foreheads together and Sam to hold her close to him. Looking at him, she swallowed down a lump, holding her hand out for his.

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imthenewguy November 10 2011, 21:38:50 UTC
Sam did everything they were told. He reached for her hand, he lay with her and each little touch gave him goosebumps. Having her so close was having an effect on him that he hadn't felt in years. Really, he knew this couldn't be it for their day. He'd need to see her, if only to talk and catch up, to work through years of tension coming out all in one right now.

The next shot was definitely sent to try him. Sam needed to be on his back with Quinn on top, leaning down towards and over him. It'd showcas the lingerie she wore and, being told to put his hand near her hip was to draw attention to the panties, too. Oh, hell. But he was a professional and he could do this. Even with the girl he wanted to be buried deep inside of.

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hadtimeofmylife November 10 2011, 22:03:50 UTC
Quinn was definitely sure this day was meant to try and test her. But she did as she was told and when Sam was on his back, she straddled his waist and braced her hands on either side of his shoulders only because they needed his face in the shot. With her hair hanging down, she briefly caught his eyes as she leaned down, but a hair person came over and made sure to put it all to one side, so that the camera got her face as well.

She wasn't so sure she wanted anything else to happen after the shoot, only because of everything in their past that was never really resolved. It was obvious though that they still had undeniable chemistry and not only physically.

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imthenewguy November 10 2011, 23:18:25 UTC
Sam stared up at her and again, no acting was needed for the intense look they shared. A slow lick of his lips and his fingertips flexed just slightly against her skin. He needed the cameras to stop flashing, or he needed to be close enough to whisper to her without the shots being ruined. He needed to talk to her, to ask her if she'd see him after the shoot. To talk, to... just do something. Anything.

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hadtimeofmylife November 10 2011, 23:27:11 UTC
She leaned in closer, just briefly, her lips almost brushing his until the director finally said they were done. Telling Quinn she had to come back tomorrow for her solo shoot. Clearing her throat, Quinn climbed off of Sam and went to her dressing room to change back into her jeans, t-shirt and boots. This was an awkward, so freaking awkward shoot. She just wanted to get home - after escaping the paparazzi - and take a long, hot bath. Among other things now.

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imthenewguy November 10 2011, 23:30:40 UTC
Sam swallowed thickly when she got off of him and, for a moment, he didn't move. But when he did he was quick in getting dressed, pulling on his own jeans and a button down white shirt. Hands in his pocket, he hovered outside of her dressing room, determined to catch her before she left.

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hadtimeofmylife November 10 2011, 23:33:43 UTC
With her purse on her shoulder, she slid her sunglasses on and walked out of her dressing room, actually almost bumping right into Sam. "Oh uh.. hey. Sorry, kind of in a hurry."

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imthenewguy November 10 2011, 23:35:09 UTC
"Hey uh-- sorry, just... wanna hang out or, I don't know, dinner later? We should have mind blowing sex catch up," Sam sucked on his bottom lip as he stood there, an old habit he'd not quite grown out of when he was nervous. And he was certainly nervous right now that she would reject him.

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hadtimeofmylife November 10 2011, 23:40:54 UTC
"Um.." She cleared her throat, adjusting her purse on her shoulder as she looked at him from behind her sunglasses. "I guess we could have dinner tonight," she then reached into her purse and pulled out a card with her cell phone number. "Just uh.. give me a call later, alright? Let me know when and where."

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imthenewguy November 10 2011, 23:42:25 UTC
"Awesome, I will," Sam reached out to take the card from her, his fingertips brushing hers as he took it. There was a flicker of something in his eyes, and he took the little card, turning it between his fingers as he quickly mulled over just how soon he was allowed to call her.

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hadtimeofmylife November 10 2011, 23:46:02 UTC
Her breath caught when his fingertips brushed hers, her eyes flickering behind those sunglasses, which she was thankful for. She saw the look in his eyes though and her heart was suddenly pounding again. "Yeah, okay. Talk to you later then, Sam.." she said softly and moved by him and headed for the elevator to get downstairs to her car and go home.

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*coughs and points you to ssws. for cute fabrevans :P* imthenewguy November 10 2011, 23:48:41 UTC
Sam turned a little to watch her leave, just nodding at her before she left. There was a little curve upwards of his lips and he turned to follow, to get in to the elevator too. He leaned back against the wall, card still between his fingers. "I promise I'm not like, stalking you. I just gotta get to my car too."

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teehee. for which verse? hadtimeofmylife November 10 2011, 23:54:23 UTC
She let out a faint chuckle, brushing back a strand of hair as the elevator doors closed. "Didn't think you were. I figured you were probably going to your car too," they were in an elevator. Alone. After the shoot they had together, so many dirty, wrong.. wonderful thoughts were running through her head now.

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idek :P imthenewguy November 10 2011, 23:57:36 UTC
"Good. 'Cause you know, it'd been a pretty weird afternoon. Wanted to be sure," he let himself grin for a moment then before he was tucking the card in to his pocket. He himself was standing there, his mind racing. He could just picture her pinned up against the wall of the elevator, his body pressed to hers. It had been a while since Sam had been intimate with a woman so being so close to her, of all women, was driving him crazy.

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woman, what am I going to do with you? hadtimeofmylife November 11 2011, 00:05:04 UTC
"Heh, weird. I don't really even know if that describes it. I mean, I really never thought I'd see you again. Especially here, doing a shoot together, of all places," she admitted, clearing her throat as she glanced over at him. Her eyes running along his arms, still seeing how in shape he was even through his clothes. God, she wanted to kiss him, to feel him against her in ways they couldn't do while doing the shoot.

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