M POV
"Hey Ash?" Mary-Lynette said holding her soulmates hand in the park.
"Yes lovely goddess of wisdom?" Ash bows to her.
"Remember the time you signed up for a male modeling competition?" she smirked. Ash's face went to an automatic scowl.
"The underestimated my talent" he scoffed. He was beaten by three Justin Beiber look alike and Ash's big headedness exploded. Mary-Lynette rather enjoyed watching Ash prance around shirtless as did all the girls in the audience.
"I was the best looking there" Ash continues
"Sure you were sweetie" Mary-Lynette reassured him.
"Why'd you bring it up?" He turns to her and she looks at him. He's calling her a goddess when he was the equivalent of a god.
"Mare?" He repeats.
"Oh the pageant director called" She says getting back to the point.
"I knew they'd ask me to come back to the modeling business" Ash says with a smile.
"Actually the first place winner put a restraining order on you. So no more knocking on the door screaming at him kicking him in the shin and running" Mary-Lynnette says pointedly.
"Aw"