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The artist and the actress
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She smiled before she buried her head into my hair.
I held her tight. I began to wish I had showered.
“So what were you doing all night, two nights in a row?” She whispered it. I could feel her cheeks grow hot. She couldn’t help being ashamed but couldn’t stop herself from asking.
“You.”
She pulled back, just enough so I could see her suggestive grin.
It was my turn to blush, “I mean I was painting your portrait all night.”
“Does that mean you’re almost done?”
“I’m getting there.”
“So that means I can cancel the rest of our sessions together.” Her grin had spread to her eyes. She was enjoying making me squirm.
“No, I need all of that time.”
Her smile softened. She cradled my face with her hand. “You look exhausted.”
“Thanks.” I tried to stifle a yawn as a leaned into her hand.
“That’s not what a meant. You look beautiful even with the bags.” She ran her thumb under my eye. The thumb in question continued to travel to my nose then down its tip to my lips. They stopped there journey there. “Maybe you should get back to sleep.”
“Don’t leave.” I couldn’t help but shudder. Her hands were soft. I didn’t recognize just how soft until in that moment.
“I won’t.” She disentangled herself from me and chuckled at my tired moans of protest. “I’ll be right back. Lay down.” I responded to the quiet orders just as the handbag had. Before I could even fully register she was gone, she returned with two bottles of water and the book. She lifted up my head just enough so she could slide underneath it. She pet my head and I watched her read until I fell asleep.
I awoke to find my head resting on a pillow. The room was dark, more so then I expected it to be. My hand crept underneath the pillow to find the spot still slightly warm. She must not have gone that long ago. I knew she was gone before I even looked up. The room felt too cold for her to still have been there. Despite this knowledge, I got up and checked the place over.
Once my inspection was done, I plunked down in front of my easel. The disappointment lurking on the edge of my consciousness was instantly banished by the sight of the note. She had flipped my sketch pad open to a blank page to say goodbye. I took a brief moment to appreciate her elegant script. Her hand writing seemed so much like her that I couldn’t contain my grin. I read the note once before I read it aloud.
“I had to go. See you at the same time tomorrow. Get some sleep. You are a much better conversationalist when you are awake.
With the greatest affection,
Your Favorite Model”
As I set to work, I couldn’t stop the feeling of joy spread through every once of my being. Nor did I want to.
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Mmmmmmmm coconut. Why do I get the feeling that they will hook up once and that’s it? Or they will only hook up when they get to work together?
I’ve known both actors and artists and sometimes they can be a bit impractical. If the painter managed her time better, she might have been able to do more than snooze in their time together.
Yea!!!! Your back, better than ever!! Of course. I would say to enjoy just being lazy you know school is going to start soon and well I know how that all goes! Love the story, I always love your stories.
This such a unique story. I guess the actress is questioning her desire for the artist. It sounds like she would like to be more than just be painted by the artist. I can’t wait for the P’s to roll around. Hurricane Patty! Hopefully it will just float around out in the open ocean and not cause any harm or damage to anybody.
I really liked this. She seems very human. Lord girl you have us all on pins a neddles. thanks
So I just finished the last chapter. I just thought I would tease you a bit.
Great Post.
What 2 0f 3? I really love this story, it’s just brilliant. More PLEASE :)
Yep love this story!!!!!!!!!
Oh that was so cute! Thanks for the update! I am waiting for your next post. Just a question though… Are thesae two going to remain nameless or would I be correct in concluding that Bette is the artist and Tina is the Actress? Or are you going to throw me for a loop and twist things up, making these characters I would never think they were?Whatever and whomever they may be, I like this story. Keep it coming. =)
Valerie, this is really really good. Now that you have posted a second chapter I can honestly say that I have missed your writing. Please continue writing your stories for us because they are just wonderful.
This is so beautiful and romantic. Movie hopping is fun, isn’t it?
2 of 3….def not enough chapters to this story…pls pls consider more!!!!
Lovin’ this story! Thanks for sharing it.
L.O.V.E. it
This story is just great. I’m an artist also, it’s been a long time since I’ve done portraits and nudes. If she’s only finished with her eyes and mouth, she better get going to make the auction. But I guess if any of the models I worked with looked like Bette? (I’m assuming) I suppose I wouldn’t be getting a whole lot done either. Love the story!!
definitely have missed you around here. This is really great. My mind-Bette is the artist. Tina the actress.