Catwalk Love

A/N: HAPPY INTERT HOLIDAY(IES) NAME THAT I MISSED TO YOU ALL! It has been quite some time since I updated this fic and I probably made countless promises that I would update sooner and faster, but honestly it just wasn't in the cards to happen. Writer's block man... it just fucks everything up... Everytime I would start writing something it, I would put myself in a corner to where I'd have to kill a character when I didn't want to or it just sounded really bad and stupid... cause ya know... I'm HUMAN... enough said...

To those of you whho stuck with me, thank you from the bottom of my heart! I love you all and you guys are just wonderful people!

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CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Recap:

Even when she acts like she doesn't care, I can see just how much she really does. I want nothing more than to have mer as my own. To be able to say that I love her and she loves me. I want to be able to wipe away her tears when we put that damned bastard behind bars once and for all. Hell, I even want to wait down at the end of the aisle for her, but maybe not for a couple more years maybe.

My phone vibrated in my pocket with a text message. My heart stopped when I read the message from Jem. They were able to get a picture of the suspects face and it's made it to every police station and into the papers. No one in the country wouldn't know about this man. They would know his face. He could never again walk the streets without being caught ot recognized by someone.

I caught you, you little bastard. I'll make you pay for everything you ever did to my angel.

I was able to sleep the rest of the way home in peace knowing that we had this man trapped and a man can only go without coming out of his hole for only so long. He'll show his face and when he does, I'll destory him on the spot.

ANONYMOUS

"FUCK! I knew there wasn't something right about that kid! I should have left when I saw him on his phone while facing me. God STUPID FUCKING IDIOT. The kid probably sent my picture in to every newspaper by now. There won't be a person in the states that doesn't know my name by now."

Pacing back and forth, a thought appeared.

"I'll just have to proceed more carefully and take the extra procaution that I didn't want to take, but now it's nessicary."

Looking at the picture of Theresa Gray on the wall, fingers stroked the soft cuvature of her jaw and the tresses falling over her shoulders.

"Theresa, my darling, you will be mine. Make no mistake about that."

Theresa Gray

Sunlight poured through the curtians of my apartment. It was warm and comforting. Slowly untangling myself from the blankets, I found that I was still wearing the sweat pants and t-shirt from the flight home from Japan.

"Smooth move, Tessa." I muttered to myself.

I went to the bathroom and stripped everything off. Tying my hair back, I washed my face and turned on the water for the shower. What make-up that remained smudged a little and got worse as I tried to remove it.

Eventually, I had rubbed my skin raw removing the last bit of make up. My cheeks and eyes were just incredibly sore from the hard back and forth motion.

Stepping in the shower, I just let the water engulf my body, washing away all the stress and ache from my body. Roses swirled around me and filled my senses with a sense of home and calmness.

Stepping out, the tiled floor was slick with steam and the air hung thick with the scent of my body wash. My hair was falling straight down my back, clean with the scent of my favorite shampoo and conditioner.

Wrapping a plush towel around myself, I relished in the softness as I headed back into my room. I checked the clock on the stand

9:45am

Slipping on my bra and panties, I went to my closet for a shirt and pants, but then my phone buzzed signaling that it was Marshall.

"Okay, Marshall. Let's see what you want." I cleared my throat and answered the phone.

"Good Morning, Tessa. How did you sleep?" Ah, Marshall. Chipper as ever.

"I slept fine, thank you, but I know you didn't call at this time to talk about my sleeping habits. What do you want?"

"Sharp as ever, darling. A company that was to be shooting today, lost both their models. The guy fell off a bike and broke his arm and the girl tripped down the stairs and broke her leg. They called me and asked if I had two models, a male and female, both around the age of 18-20, and I told them I did. I sent them photos of you and William and they immediately called me back wanting you two."

"So, you want Will and I to do this shoot for you?" I sarcastically teased.

"Darling yes! I told you that you two would be the hottest names in the modeling industry. The deal is already set in gold, Tessa. I'll be around to pick you guys up around 11 am, so please be ready and don't worry about looking presentable. The crew they have working is the best. They'll have you looking good faster than anyone thinks possible. Chao darling! Oh and make sure that William is up and showered will ya? Kisses!"

and then the line was dead...

Why do I have to go get Will up? He's a big boy and has a perfectly goo-

My train of thought was cut off as I smelt coffee being brewed in the kitchen. I slipping on a pair of beige tights and a fluffy cream colored swearer and socks, I headed out still in the middle of drying my hair. Standing across from me in jeans and no shirt was none other than William Herondale.

"Morning, Tessa." Will greeted as he sipped from a coffee mug.

"Morning. I was about to come and wake you up. Marshall found us a shoot to do at 11 today. But I guess I don't have to waste a trip downstairs, now do I?"

"Guess not." I started for the cupboard so I could have some of the warm goodness of freshly brewed coffee, when Will stopped me by holding out my favorite green mug with coffee already in it. I took the cup and sipped it.

"How did you know that French Vanilla Caramel was my favorite creamer?"

"Lucky guess. Drink up, Tessie. We have a long day a head of us."

Yes, we do Will. Yes we do.

I finished my coffee and headed back to my room to finish my hair. Blow drying it, It fell in softwaves which fit nicely under the softness of a knit cap.

A quick toothbrushing and few spritzes of perfume later, I slipped on my sandals and traded my sweater for a dark green tank top and a thin black scarf with my favorite sunglasses.

I threw my essentials in my hobobag and and left my room. I grabbed my keys off the counter and headed out the door. Locking it, I turned and found ocean blue eyes staring right at me and a signature smile to match.

"Finally! I was wondering if you had died in there. Come on, Marshall's gonna be here any minute and he's will flip if were late."

No arguement there...

William Herondale

As we arrived in the site for the shoot, I soon realized what the shoot was and so did Tessa, obviously. The scene was a beach with the ocean roaring behind it.

Racks and racks of bathing suit for both males and females were lines up in what seemed like a specific order. From skimpy to extremely skimpy. The guys however, had the standard suit of just shorts made with swimsuit material.

Either this was a suntan oil commerical shoot or it was a swimsuit shoot, which I will go with the later considering, Tessa just shuttered in her seat next to me.

"This cannot be happening! It's the beginning of May! Still far too cold to wear bathing suits." Tessa frustratedly screamed under her breath.

"Come on, Tessa. You've done these before haven't you?"

Silence

"You have done swimsuit shoots before haven't you?"

She just averted her gaze from mine and from the reflection of her reddening cheeks.

"Sweet god. The great supermodel Tessa Gray has never done a swimsuit shoot before!"

"Excuse me! Of course, I have! I am a supermodel after all. I've done hundreds of these before."

"Really? Then why were there no photos of you in a swimsuit on display via internet or your modeling profile?"

"Will, were you dropped on your head as a baby? You saw the Victoria Secret shoots I did. Those were basically swimsuits and lingerie."

"Ohhh...that's right. Those eyes, that body. How ever did I manage to forget those?" I winked at her and she just flushed a harder shade of red.

"Nevermind that. Let's just get this over with." She slid her sunglasses down from her head and left the car, strutting towards the set with me tailing right behind her.

"Marshall, where's the person in charge of this shoot?" Tessa called back to the fumbling man.

"Inside the white tent to the left! Wait there's something I nee-" Marshall didn't even get the last of the word out before Tessa pulled me into the tent with her and found the people responsible for the shoot.

This smell... It's very distinct and familiar...

I've smelt this before, back in Jem's hometown before he came to the States.

At the sound of cloth brushing against cloth, a pair of eyes turned and landed on us. The slight slant at the corner of the eyes was the only clue to the origin of this man, but I didn't need that.

"William Herondale. I never thought I'd see you again."

"The same could be said about you , Magnus Bane."

Magnus smirked, "Still the same asshole I left back in China, huh?", his gaze moves past me and onto Tessa. "And you must be the infamous Theresa Gray. I have heard so much about you and yet here you are. So gorgeous and young. You make me want to photograph you all day."

"Easy, Magnus. She's taken."

Magnus's eyes widened, "Riight, right. Because you two are the new power couple of the modeling world. A woman of every man's dream and a man of every woman's fantasy."

Magnus claps his hands together and rubs them excitedly, "So, Tessa, I'm sure you've done these before, so my question would be for young William here. Are you familiar with swimsuit shoots?

"I have an idea of how these things go, so there's no need for an explaination."

"Great! So shoot starts in an hour so I expect you two to be dressed and ready, or should I say undressed and ready." Magnus prances away before I can punch him for the stupid comment.

"Go get yourself all prettied up for me. I'll see you in a bit."

You are unbelievable, William Herondale. Unbelievable."

"You love it, don't you."

"In your dreams, Will." Tessa turns and struts off to her private tent. God I can't wait to do this shoot. Will walks off to his own tent with a smile on his face.

A/N: So here it is! I've got a sexy shoot in the next chapter, which is right after this! So SURPRISE! Double update as a really deep heartfelt apology for being so bad at keeping up with updates ^^;;;

~snowflakedreams96