Catwalk Love
CHAPTER TWO
Theresa Gray
When I had heard my mom calling me down, telling me that there were two hot boys down there without her knowing it. I couldn't help but laugh to myself. Of course, I hadn't expected either of them too be this…well, to be perfectly honest, hot.
There was Jem. Who was as nice a guy that I would have ever hoped for. He had silvery hair, and you could tell that he was not fully English by the way his eyes were raised slightly. But other than that you would probably have never guessed his heritage. He had worn a gray fitted tux, that showed off his slender body, but I couldn't help but admire him.
But then there was Will. Will with his messy black hair and piercing blue eyes. I already had figured out that he was a complete ass. It wasn't that much of a secret to be honest. He carried himself like he was the best and he knew it. He was arrogant and selfish, but god he was a looker. He had worn a pitch black designer tux that had obviously been fitted to show off his amazing body. Pure black designer tux's have always been my down fall, which didn't help with my infatuation with him. And of course he had on red tie that complemented the jacket very nicely. I thought I was going to melt on the spot when he had brought his lips so close to my ear. It actually amazed me that I had been able to pull away.
Now Will sat to the right of me at the giant dinning table that was now covered in a crazy assortment of food, and he wasn't holding back on making sure that we were touching somehow through the whole entire dinner. Either reaching for the same food as me, or leaning across the table to make sure that I could see his muscles stretching even under the tuxedo. Jem sat across from me behaving like a gentlemen, and giving Will disapproving looks. Of course the parents didn't seem to notice, they were too engrossed on discussing some candidate for something or other and all his flaws. We were having a completely different conversation.
"So," Will mused, Jem was already shooting daggers at him. Will either didn't notice the glares or he choose to ignore them. Probably the second option. "You're a model?"
"I thought that I already answered this question," I said to him, "and again I will say that Yes William I am a model."
"Are you a super model?" I licked my spoon that was covered in mashed potatoes absently. But by Will's hungry eyes I could tell he wasn't thinking that the spoon was a spoon at all. I rolled my eyes.
"Yes, William I am a super model." I said.
"Is Jessamine?" Jem asked his voice carrying something that I would never have thought possible from him. I laughed right along with Will, Jem's face turned a shade of light pink.
"Yes she is." I said giving him a smile.
"Oh." Jem said concentrating on his food once again. Will was grinning that infatuating grin of his again.
"So super model," he said, "Are you going to show off some of your pictures?" his voice sounded a little to hopeful. Horny.
"Some are not for your eyes William." I said with the most seductive voice I could.
"Now that's not very fair," he said to me with a pout, moving a little closer to me. "I have a super model for my new neighbor and she won't let me see any pictures of her."
"The super model says that if you want to see those pictures so badly that you should Google it."
"Are your parents proud that you're a model?" he asked a mischievous look in his eyes.
"Yes." I said cautiously. William grinned.
"You shouldn't have said that." Jem said shacking his head.
"What is he…?"
"Mr. and Mrs. Gray," Will called calling there attention to him. And like that I realized what he was going to do. I shot daggers at him, but again he choose to ignore the glares that were headed his way.
"Yes William?" my mom asked the Gray smile plastered on her face.
"This may sound rude, but honestly I'm just curious." he said sounding sweet and innocent something that my mom would always fall for. "But Theresa was just telling us how she is a super model, and I was wondering if you had any pictures that you could show us?" Charlotte and Henry rolled their eyes at Will, but my mother eyes brightened at the chance to show off her very successful daughter.
"Of course," she said getting up from her chair, "Let me just go get her portfolio." My mom was off and I was still glaring at Will. Who was now smirking at me with success.
Moments later my mom entered with the large black portfolio were she kept her favorite pictures of me, which were basically all of them. Even the more risky ones she had put in there. I only hope that she hadn't put the Victoria Secret spread, but with our a doubt I knew that me and my dark red push up braw and angel wings were in there. She handed Will the portfolio and he greedily took it. My mom than began blabbering about how successful I was, and in return the Branwell's told us all about how Jem was top his class at Harvard, and said nothing about Will.
While that was happening Will was greedily lapping up every picture he saw.
"Oh I like this one." He said showing one of my swim suit shots. It involved a small lime green bikini and me on my knees legs spread, I was dripping wet and my hair was a sexy tangle of dark brown hair. My eyes said you can't touch this. Of course Will would like that one. I sighed in relief that it wasn't the Victoria Secret one.
Will looked at me for a couple seconds, and then he grinned.
"You thought it was a different picture didn't you?" he said, he had already began flipping frantically through the pages.
"William it is not necessary for you…"
"Found it." Will said smiling at the picture in front of him, by the looks in his eyes it was most defiantly the Victoria Secret spread, "A nice big picture." He said slowly. I saw Jem raise an eyebrow in obvious interest, he might be a nice guy, but in fact Jem was still a guy.
Will set down the portfolio so I could see the spread that I already knew about, I just didn't remember that it looked like that.
I was lying in a pile of roses that showed off the lacy black bra and matching panties, my lips were blood red and angel wings were spread out behind me. My hair was in the Victoria Secret big hair look. I was biting my lip seductively and my eyes were those of someone that wanted something extremely bad.
"Wow." Jem mused from across the table, he then coughed and tried to compose himself, "I mean you are a very good model Tessa." I smirked at how uncomfortable the picture made him feel.
"Good," Will said laughing, "I think she is a little more than good."
"Oh you like the pictures." My mom said smiling, obviously eyes dropping on our conversation, "Which one?" Will smirked he opened his mouth to tell them all what he liked the most, but I cut him off.
"He likes the one where I'm in the forest with the silver dress, the fragrance one." I said. Will raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything to abject what I had said.
"Oh I love that one." My mom said smiling. Which is why I had picked that particular picture, "Your grey eyes stick out so beautifully in that picture."
"That's what I said." Will said smirking, "beautiful eyes."
"Oh I'm so glad that you do," My mom said, completely oblivious to the fact that this boy was eyeing me with such complete lust that it scared me. "Hey Tessa don't you have a party to go to tomorrow at Marshall's?"
"Yes," I said not liking where this conversation was going, "He's releasing the pictures from his new line, I'm one of the models so I'm required to go. Same with Jess." I said, they didn't need to know that but my blabbering was postponing the question I knew my mom was going too asked.
"Why don't you and Jessamine take Will and Jem to the party, introduce them to London's in crowd." She said happily.
"That sounds like a fantastic idea." Charlotte said. I was stuck now. I plastered on the Gray smile and nodded sweetly.
"That sounds like fun." I said with such fake happiness that I'm surprised that the four parents in the room didn't notice.
"It sounds like a date." Will whispered in my ear.
William Herondale
It was nine a clock Saturday night when Jem and I made our way over to meet are super model dates. Tessa had told us what to wear and we had complied, much too Jem's amazement. I wore jet black leather jacket over a white shirt with some of it's button undone and it's collar going over the jackets, I was also wearing jet black pants. Jem looked very similar only in grey and his shirt more buttoned than mine.
We had already discussed the arrangements that concerned the girls. Jem had said that they should choose who there escort should be. And after laughing at him for saying escort instead of dates, I had told him that Tessa would be my date and he could have Jessamine. He didn't complain.
Now we were at the door and I was about to knock when the door swung open and out walked, no strutted, two super hot super models.
Jessamine was in a short golden number and her brown eyes outlined in golden glitter. Her legs looked forever long in her matching golden high heels. Her blond hair was up in a swirling bun and she happily strutted over to where Jem stood eyes wide. But of course I barely registered her I was looking at my silver fox.
She was wearing a flowing sliver halter dress that went down a little above her knees. Her eyes were a smoky making her grey eyes look hypnotic. Her legs also were forever long in her sliver high heels, and her dark brown hair was put in a messy bun also. But somehow I felt like she looked a million times better than Jessamine. My heart started beat rapidly as she walked passed me and I could smell her lavender and vanilla perfume that she had also had on last night.
"Lets go boys." Tessa said strutting towards the limo that had just pulled up. I licked my lips and followed her like a dog.
"Behave yourself Will." Jem warned. But I was way past the point of behaving.
The party was by a pool, and was packed with models and an assortment of high people in the fashion industry. There was a lot of dancing, a lot of drinks, and to my disappointment Tessa had to do a lot of talking to certain important people. But I stayed glued to her arm, much to her dismay, and I got in a number of innuendos.
"Tessa about the new fragrance shoot tomorrow." Someone, I think Tessa had said his name was Marshall the owner of the big house and the one throwing the party. I saw Tessa plaster on the fake smile of hers.
"What about it?" she asked.
"They need a male model for it, but all the ones you usually work with are not available." He said frowning. I wondered why he just didn't pick any model, but when I looked at Tessa's face I realized why. Tessa the super model was insecure about modeling with guys. And my memory of her portfolio and the lack of partner pictures only confirmed it.
"Are you sure," she said pouting, "Dimitri, Mark, Collin?"
"I'm sure doll," Marshall said sadly. Suddenly his eyes traveled to me. At first I thought he was checking me out, I mean this guy was obviously gay. He was wearing clothes that no man should wear, and his voice was higher pitched. But then his eyes brightened and he said something I wasn't expecting.
"What about you?" he asked me, "Obviously Theresa has no problems with you, you could be the male model. You do have the natural look."
"What!?" Tessa yelped a little, but Marshall didn't catch onto her worry.
"Yes it's perfect I will tell the studio, Tessa can take you to the shoot." he said, "Besides you two make an adorable couple."
"We are not…" Tessa began, but Marshall was already gone into the mob of people.
"See we are totally the hottest couple here." I said teasing her. Tessa shook her head, giving up already on telling me that we weren't. I took this as a good sign.
A waiter went by with a tray of wine glasses, Tessa took one and downed it in one gulp before putting it back down on a different waiters tray. I was grinning at her madly.
"Now Tess," I said turning towards me and tickling her underneath her chin. To my relief she looked up into my eyes, "That was extremely hot, and it isn't nice to tease guys like me." She rolled her eyes at me.
"First off, I would like to see…"
"It's Karaoke time!" Marshall shouted from the stage
"Shit." Tessa said under her breath, I wondered why she looked so worried.
"And of course we must start with are two favorite model singers," he said waving around a glass of champagne. "Jessamine Lovelace and Tessa Gray get your asses up here." He said. I raised and eyebrow at her as Tessa moved through the crowd and towards the stage. I saw Jessamine doing the same thing, leaving a very flustered Jem. I walked over to him as the band got prepared and are two dates got mikes.
"They sing and model," I mused to him, "Can they get any hotter." Jem shook his head and laughed seeming very unJem like.
"I have no idea." He said. Are conversation was cut off as the band started up with music that I think everyone knew. They were all cheering so I supposed that these two weren't going to suck that bad.
Hot and dangerous
If you're one of us then roll with us
'Cause we make the hipsters fall in love
When we got our hot pants on and up
Jessamine started up. And I had to say that I knew that they weren't going to be bad at all. Then Tessa started up, her voice made me take a deep breath.
And yes of course we does
We runnin' this town just like a club
And no you don't wanna mess with us
Got Jesus on my necklace (lace-ace)
Got that glitter on my eyes
Stockings ripped all up the side
Looking sick and sexy-fied
So let's go-o-o,
Let's go!
God did they both look sexy-fied. They were dancing together like no two nice girls would, and from the several whistles I knew I wasn't the only one thinking that. Then they both began with the chorus.
Tonight we're going har-har-h-h-h hard
Just like the world is our-our-ah-ah-ah ours!
We're tearing it apar-par-par-pa-pa- part
You know we're superstars
We R who we R
We're dancing like we're dumb-dum-duh-duh-duh dumb
Our bodies going numb-num-nuh-nuh-nuh numb
We'll be forever young-yun-y-y-y young
You know we're superstars
We R who we R
I barley listened to the rest of the song. My eyes were fowling my sliver fox who had just shimmied down and all the way back up. God did I want to be up there with her. Holding her, I wanted that body to be next to mine, I wanted her hips to be swaying with mine. I was so engrossed in that fact that I barely noticed when they ended the song and a cheer roared through the crowd.
But I did notice when my silver fox and her friend made it back to us, both of them had there cheeks flushed, and were looking exceptionally happy. Jessamine wrapped her hand around Jem and started drawing him away giggling happily. I would have to ask him about that later, but right now all I could concentrate was on my silver fox.
"That was pretty amazing." I said moving my body closer to hers. She side stepped me but smiled.
"Thanks," she said, "Now I need too…"
"Nope," I said to her I took her arm and pulled her to me, "You are not going to talk to any VIP's, your not going to talk to ant other super models, because you're going to be with me, dancing." She looked up at me a slight smile on her lips. I took that as a yes and I dragged her into the crowd of grinding bodies. I pulled her to mine and we began to dance.
Our bodies were smashed together and are hips began swaying in a rhythmic pattern. I rested my head on her shoulder and closed my eyes as she pushed harder against me. God she was driving me crazy and we had been dancing for like two seconds.
I let my hands wander her body, and when she didn't object I pushed a little harder. On her thighs, on her stomach, right under her breast, but eventually they found there way to her hips again and I pushed her hard against me even though we were already so close.
"You smell amazing." I whispered in her ear. She laughed.
"I probably smell like sweat. How is that amazing?" She called over the loud music.
"No," I mused, "You smell like vanilla and lavender." I felt her head shake on my chest. She still wasn't believing me, and for some reason that bugged me. She needed to know how amazing she was.
It wasn't too long until the song ended and I felt her pull away from me. But I wasn't letting her go. But when the next song started up she wasn't dancing.
"Come on Tessa," I whispered in her ear, "Dance with me. Dance with me until the sun comes up and then I promise you that I will let go." I felt her tighten in my grasp and I slowly began to rub her shoulders and I felt her ease a little. It took about two songs before I felt her hips began to sway again. I stopped rubbing and traced my hand back down to her hips. Reveling in the soft curves of them.