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    The Language Of Love Ch 6: Left Behind

    Chapter 6


    "Daddy…" the eleven year old peeped around the door, she walked in her father’s studio closing the door behind her, "it’s beautiful…". The girl was in awe of the painting, she’d seen his work before but none that touched her like this one.

    "Just like you" Her father held out his hand for her to join him over by the painting.


     

     

    "Okay Dana…" Rafael, the photographer for the underwear ad waved the athlete over. The make up artists were putting the finishing touches on her makeup and rubbing her down with baby oil. The whole process made Dana hot, literally the oil was causing her body’s temperature to rise. Shane had come along for support seeing as Lara was out of town for a few days, she had volunteered to cater a party for her parents in San Francisco.

    "You’re gonna be great Dane" Shane rubbed Dana’s shoulder blade, the gesture eased away some of the nervousness she’d been trying to hide.

    "Dana come…I am ready for you…here" Rafael said snapping. He was growing impatient which was the usual for him. "And where is the other girl…uh…" he rubbed his temple trying to think of one of the other model’s name.

    "Um…Rafael" his mousy voiced assistant replied,"she’s not coming something about a job for Calvin Klein". Cindy, his assitant, squinted in expectation of what was to come next…cursing and screaming.

    "Agh…fuck" Rafael spun around,"why doesn’t anyone tell me any goddamned thing around here". He paused, "Someone find me a fucking model…like yesterday" Rafael screamed. Dana and Shane glanced at each other in wonderment.

    "Well let’s see" Cindy said pulling out her blackberry with a list of available models," there’s Deann or Farrah…no…they’re in New York…um". The assistant grew alarmed when she heard no more of Rafael’s ranting and raving, maybe he was throwing something she thought. Thankfully he wasn’t but he was staring at Shane. The burning eyes of Rafael made Shane uncomfortable, she cleared her throat nervously.

    "You" Rafael shouted pointing at Shane,"she will do it".

    "Her" Dana questioned. She looked over at Shane uncertain if she’d heard Rafael correctly.

    "You" Rafael replied once again.

    "Me" Shane asked holding her hand across her chest.

    "Yes…you…she…her…goddamit" Rafael shouted. "Get her into wardrobe and make up NOW!".

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