I immediately see red and my body goes rigid with tension, but I doubt Crystal notices since she’s too busy giving Zander googly eyes.
“Uh, sure.” Zander gives her a little grin.
God, he’s such a manwhore. Just lapping up her attention. Does he not know how unprofessional they’re both being right now? So fucking irritating!
Fuck, it just makes me think of Miles again, and catching him with someone else.
Gnashing my teeth, I manage to choke out, “Fine. That’s fine. I’ll go get some lighting test shots done.”
Crystal barely waits for me to finish as she drags Zander to her station, chatting at him the whole way.
“My gosh, you’re even more good looking in person,” she gushes.
He chuckles. “Thanks, that’s nice of you to say.”
“You know, you’re my favorite Night Hawk. I watch the games just to get a glimpse of you.”
She’s laying it on awfully thick. Rolling my eyes, I stomp toward the picture set up and work with Remmy and Kara to make sure the lighting is good and take a few test shots. I try to ignore the sound of Crystal’s giggles from across the room as she blatantly flirts with Zander.
And the fucking bastard is just soaking up the attention, chuckling and replying and being way too nice. It makes my stomach churn.
“I don’t have to do too much to make you look good,” Crystal declares. “Your skin is so perfect.”
“Thank you,” he grins.
Motherfucking asswipe…
By the time Crystal finishes with him and gets his dick out of her mouth, my patience is gone.
When Zander comes up beside me, looking like a damn snack, I snap, “Okay, sit on the stool.”
He furrows his brow and frowns, but does as he’s told and goes to sit on the stool set up in front of the backdrop.
“Okay, relax and look off to the right,” I instruct in a short tone.
He gives me a baffled look but does as he’s told. I start taking pictures, only speaking to him to order him into different poses. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice Crystal creep up to the edge of the set. She watches Zander with obvious hunger in her gaze. God, can’t she even try to be discreet about how horny for him she is?
“Zander,” I snap. “I need you to raise your chin more.”
He narrows his eyes, clearly irritated, but raises his chin regardless.
“Oh, let me fix his hair a bit,” Crystal says, darting forward before I can stop her. She brushes hair from his forehead with her fingers, lingering a little too long.
Of course the damn playboy doesn’t push her away. Probably already figuring out all the ways he can get her clothes off without the rest of us finding out. I can picture him dragging her into a dark corner and running his hands along her body…
Fuck!
I grind my teeth. “Okay, can we hurry this along please?”
Crystal gives Zander a lingering grin as she moves out of the way, but he’s not paying attention to her. His eyes are locked on me and he looks as pissed as I feel right now.
Good. Fuck him.
My frustration continues to grow as the shoot goes on.
“No, no, no,” I hiss, glaring at him. “You’re not doing it right. You need to listen to me.”
“Maybe you should be a little less bitchy,” he growls back.
