Catwalk Love

CHAPTER THREE

Theresa Gray

"God Tessa," Will complained as her entered the large studio where are shoot would be taking place. "It's like six a clock in the morning. Why can't the shoot be at six a clock at night?"

"Oh poor Will." I said sarcastically "Can't handle the life of a super model?"

"Shut the hell up Tess." He said. I had to hold up a shutter as he said his nickname for me. Of course I have been called Tess before, but most called me Tessa. And I didn't even like when people did call me Tess, but when Will said it, it sounded intimate and I secretly like that.

"We have to be here for direction and make up." I said to him, "It takes awhile."

"They want to change this?" he asked gesturing towards himself, "But this is perfect." I rolled my eyes at the egotistical bastard.

"Wardrobe, and trust me that," I said gesturing towards him, "Will be worked on whether you like it or not." He pouted at me but I choose to ignore it. Finally I was saved as we came up to Marshall who was talking to Mangus Bane the famous photographer. They were looking at the background of the perfume shoot that was a swirling golden texture. On a table by them the perfume bottle sat, scrawled on it was Intensity. Which was the name of the perfume.

Finally, Marshall turned around, but he was on his phone. He pointed to where wardrobe and make up were set up and gave me a thumbs up. I gave him one and than pulled Will towards the wardrobe area. That is where Camille met us.

Camille was the best wardrobe and make up director you could ask for. Of course she herself was extremely beautiful with he long blonde hair and stunning green eyes. She had an ageless quality too her that made her look younger than she appeared. She smiled when she saw me.

"Hello sweet heart," she said giving me two air kissed on each cheek which I returned. "And you must be Will. Marshall told me you were a looker, but I didn't expect this.

"Please don't encourage him Camille." I said to her after seeing Will's arrogant grin.

"Of course not sweet heart," she said, "now lets get you all dolled up."

"Yes Tess," Will said, "Go get pretty for me." I smiled at him and flicked him off as Camille dragged me to hair and makeup.

When everything was all done Camille had put me in a smoldering black dress that barely made it to my mid thigh. She added six inch high heels to make me taller, but even with the high heels I wouldn't be taller than Will. For make up she gave me a smoky eyed looked and blood red lips, my hair falling in a messy sexy look. A huge red pendent fell around my throat.

I walked over to the shooting place where Will was already. He was shirtless and wearing dress pants, His black hair was a mess but still looked incredibly sexy. I also saw that they had put baby oil on his skin to make his already tan body glisten. This made my heart skip a beat as I saw his hard muscles. I pictured myself tracing those muscles, his warm body covering mine.

God Tessa, I said to myself, Snap out of it.

I took two deep breaths and walked over to him. He turned his head and gave me a perfect grin, which made my heart skip again. God this was a very bad idea.

Of course Mangus didn't seem to notice as he guided his two models to where they would be shooting.

"Oh guy and girl," he said through his camera taking pictures to check the lighting. "You two would be lovers in this little scenario. Tessa here has put on some magic Intensity spray which makes William go crazy. You both are incredibly horny and that's what I want. Horny pictures of William doing some risky stuff to Tessa."

"Really?" Will said sounding a little two pleased.

"Yes really," Mangus said rolling his eyes, "And Tessa please look like your enjoying it a little too much. It's called Intensity people and I want to see intensity in between you two.

"I can do that." Will said into my ear. I closed my eyes as his warm breath caressed my cheeks. Snap.

"A little more than that," Mangus said, "I want barely in control. Camille put some music on." He called. And on signal a very intense came on reminding me of last night.

"Now let's go." Mangus said snapping his fingers. The last thing I saw was a grin on Will's face before everything became a blur.

Will's mouth attacked my neck and he pulled up my leg to rest on his hip. My body reacted naturally rising up to meet him and closing my eyes in bliss. Snap. Snap. Snap.

I felt Will mouth moved down my shoulder and the strap on my black dress fall down. My leg slid down his but my fingers slid into the already messy hair of his. Snap. Snap. Snap.

Will's hands slid to my waist and picked me up making my legs wrap around him on instinct. I leaned back my eyes closed as Will trailed his lips along my collar bone. Snap. Snap. Snap.

"This is much better." Mangus said. But I barely recognized him. I was too concentrated on Will's mouth exploring my body and my hands that were exploring his.

I was still wrapped around his waist but I was getting annoyed that I was looking into those crystal blue eyes. I pulled his face so that we were starring into each others eyes with a smoldering gaze. Snap. Snap. Snap. Snap.

Will's hands came up from clutching my thigh to caress my face, I slid back down to the ground.

"Don't cover her face Will," Mangus called, "Oh great idea. Kiss her."

"You don't have to tell me twice." Will said in a husky voice. I looked at him seriously for a second, soon his lips were on mine and any rational thought was over. Snap. Snap. Snap.

Will's lips were smoldering as he got a reaction out of me that I had never experienced. I heard him moan slightly when I bit lightly on his bottom lip and pulled gently. Snap. Snap. Snap. He did the same thing to me. Snap. Snap. Snap.

I let go and Will attacked my neck again this time with a little more ferocity than I expected. So much that I shivered and raised my neck up in pleasure. Snap. Snap. Snap.

It went on like that for awhile and to be honest I was sad when I heard the music end and Mangus saying that it was a wrap. I detached myself from Will's grasp with as much effort as I could. When I looked up at him his eyes were still smoldering.

"That was superb Theresa," Marshall said coming over to where Will and I stood. "I was a little worried that you weren't going to give the intensity that Mangus wanted, but I think we found you a modeling partner."

"Super," I said a little breathlessly.

"Now you two get cleaned up and clothed, then we'll show you the pictures." I nodded and walked to where Camille was looking at me with a giant smile one her face. But before I reached her Will pulled me back. Without thinking I turned on him.

"It was for the shoot," I said looking at him, a little of that smolder disappeared, "That's my job, it was for the shoot."

"Tess I just…"

I didn't let him finish just walked towards the dressing room and away from those blue eyes.

William Herondale

She walked away from me for the second time in two days, and watching her perfect figure strut away sent a pang through me that I wanted so badly to ignore. But I couldn't not after what had just happened.

Tessa could say all she wanted that it was just for the shoot, but I knew that there was something else. That heat in between us didn't just appear for the shoot and walk away. No that heat had been there waiting for us to discover it.

And my god how we discovered it.

I wanted the shoot to never end. Tessa and I wrapped in each others arms her lips against mine, her warm skin beneath my lips. I still had the memory of her hands exploring my body, how she felt in my arms when a shiver of desire went through her. I wanted to moan just thinking about it.

I swallowed hard trying to forget about it, but I knew that it would never go away. It was useless, my body had decided already that it needed more of Theresa Gray.

After changing into the clothes that I had came in I walked over to where Mangus, Camille, and Tessa were huddling over by a computer. Tessa still had her sexy hair and make up on, only she was wearing sweatpants and a racing t-shirt. Somehow she pulled the look off.

When I reached them Marshall seemed to be about to explode with joy. I sat down in the last empty chair by Tessa and watched as the pictures of are downfall flashed by.

Damn they were some racy pictures. Just looking at them made me want to be in that position again. I sneaked a look at Tessa, but her face had that blank expression on it again.

We sat there for about two hours debating on what picture would be the best and putting them in order. Or more should I say that Mangus, Camille, and Marshall were doing the picking. Tessa and I just sat blankly at the computer screen.

The picture they picked for there top three favorites (They couldn't decide on there top and decided to let the company pick) were the three that I would have to say help the most passion and well… Intensity.

The first on was a little more racy. It was a half body shot. Tessa leg was on my hip exposing her bronze thigh, my lips were tracing her collarbone, and she was leaning back her face showing complete bliss. I looked at Tessa again to see that she was biting her lip, but I still couldn't read any expression on her face.

The second one was a close up of us two right before we had kissed. Tessa was looking at me with so much heat in those grey eyes, that I couldn't help but feel a little turned on, even if it was just a picture. I was starring back with an equal amount of intensity. And to my dismay you couldn't see any of my cocky self, my walls had crumbled for a second and they had caught it on camera.

The third one was one that I really wish that they hadn't picked; it was on when I had almost lost complete control of myself. Tessa had a look that could only be described as lust. I however was lightly nibbling on her bottom lip. God did I want to taste that lip again. The picture was a full length shot and Tessa and I were so smashed together that it was impossible, her hands were in my hair, and mine were clutching her waist possessively.

"These are perfect," Marshall said, "The clients will love it. Again Theresa you never stop amazing me. And William you did an amazing job for your first time modeling."

"Yes quite fantastic." Camille drawled, "You two make quite the couple. Has anyone ever told you that?"

"As a matter of fact people have." I said like an arrogant ass, I needed to build my walls up again. Tessa huffed in annoyance.

"But we aren't a couple." Tessa said.

"So your sex friends?" Camille said. I smirked at the thought but Tessa's eyes looked like they were going to pop out of her head.

"NO!" she shouted.

"Oh that hurt Tess." I said.

"Well he's your something sweetheart you're even letting you call you Tess. Which mean you two are definitely something." I looked at Camille wanting her to expand on the whole Tess thing but she wasn't talking, Tessa however was ranting.

"I just met him two days ago," she said, "We are barley friends, more like acquaintances. And the only reason I let him call me Tess is the fact that it is useless to argue with him, he is an arrogant, self centered, narcissistic ass."

"Again Tess. That hurt." I put a hand over my heart and gave her puppy dog eyes.

"See." She said pointing to me.

"U huh." Mangus said, "Sure honey whatever you say." With all three of her friends looking at her skeptically she sighed and stormed off. I fowled, waving goodbyes as we left. When we were out of the building and inside the limo, I couldn't help but laugh.

"Driver, take Mr. Herondale home," she said to the limo driver that had been startled awake by the slamming of her door.

"Where to Mr. Herondale?" he asked me

"My apartment," I said sinking down into the seat, "The institute, I'm sure you know where that is."

"Of course sir, It's actually…"

"That's enough Driver," Tessa said cutting in, "Why don't we just get going." She gave him a die for smile and pushed a button that caused a wall to raise sealing us off from him. I looked at Tessa who was shaking her leg rapidly.

"Your kind of a bitch you know that." I said to her. She gave me a smirk.

"And your kind of an ass you know that?"

"Look," I said grinning, "Camille and Mangus were right a bitch and an ass. Where perfect for each other."

"How about no." she drawled. I shook my head at her obvious detest for me, but I still remembered how it had felt when she had been touching me. And that was most definitely not detest.

It was about twenty minutes in the London traffic to reach the old yet very famous London Institute. The building itself used to be an old church but had been renovated into a very big and very fashionable five star apartment building. The penthouse at the top of the building was enormous, stretching the whole top building. I had one of the two second biggest suits. It was only half of the building but still pretty damn big. It was where all the famous people lived and you had to have some serious cash to even get a small room. As the driver pulled up I smirked at Tessa curious gaze.

"I got the second biggest apartment in this place." I said bragging to her, "If you want to come up…?" I let the question drift off. Tessa gave me a very good smirk of her own, and then she did the most surprising thing that I could have imagined. She got out of the limo. I scampered out of the limo as fast as humanly possible, and caught up with the strutting girl, a look of complete victory on my face.

That was until we passed the doorman.

"Hello Ms. Gray, Mr. Herondale."

"Hello Max." Tessa said breezing passed him with a grace of an heiress, I walked by her my face now curious. When we were in the elevator I turned to her.

"How does Max know you?" I asked her. She turned to look at me and evil grin on her face.

"You have the second biggest apartment in this building, I have the first." She pushed the button to the penthouse sweet and we rode up in complete and utter silence.