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Model Student
Model Student
Model Student
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Model Student

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Making his living as a model allows Aaron Stevens to pay his way through film school at NYU. While on a photo shoot, he meets Matt Carson, a journalism student who wants to interview Aaron for his senior project, and they feel an instant connection that catches them both off guard. As their relationship develops over the next week, they open up to each other about their pasts, but attraction won't be enough to keep them together unless they can share their secrets too.

 

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LanguageEnglish
PublisherShae Connor
Release dateJun 7, 2020
ISBN9781393116240
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    Model Student - Shae Connor

    Model Student

    Making his living as a model allows Aaron Stevens to pay his way through film school at NYU. While on a photo shoot, he meets Matt Carson, a journalism student who wants to interview Aaron for his senior project, and they feel an instant connection that catches them both off guard. As their relationship develops over the next week, they open up to each other about their pasts, but attraction won't be enough to keep them together unless they can share their secrets too.

    Acknowledgments

    Thanks to J&V for the inspiration, and to Dani and Ailene for editorial prowess.

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    Dedicated to everyone who’s ever told me to write more, dammit!

    Okay, turn to the left.... Shift your left leg that way too.... Yeah, that’s great. Hold it, hold it....

    Aaron Stevens bit back a yawn and tried not to blink too often. Strong eyes, sexy pout, slight slouch. After two years of this, he could almost do it in his sleep, which was good, considering he was a half step away from dozing off. One too many late nights in a row plus a last-minute call for this shoot added up to one very, very groggy model.

    Okay! The photographer, Owen, lowered his camera and pointed at his assistant. Last setup, guys. Let’s get moving.

    Aaron sighed and walked over to the small wardrobe area to his left, peeling off his jacket. He shot a tired smile at the wardrobe assistant, Aimee, and stepped behind the screens set up to provide him with a tiny bit of privacy. Not that it mattered. Models at every level learned quickly that modesty was a hindrance. Catalog work like this might not compare with high fashion, but after the first time he’d posed in a thong, Aaron got past being shy on the set.

    Thankfully, today was about fall suits, not skimpy underwear. He shucked off the navy blue pin-striped slacks and exchanged them for the cuffed gray ones hanging next on the rack, checking himself in the full-length mirror as he zipped up. Deep blue eyes stared back at him, and as he often did, he considered his features: strong jawline, slightly too-large nose, wide mouth, clear but imperfect skin. His dark brown wavy hair had been styled into a smooth, professional look to match his clean-shaven face. He knew he wasn’t bad-looking by any means, but he sometimes wondered why everyone else seemed to think the disparate parts he saw added up to a near-perfect whole.

    He shook off his thoughts. No time for navel-gazing when he had a job to do. White long-sleeved dress shirt and black dress shoes, a quick touchup from hair and makeup, and he was back in front of the camera, flipping the gray suit coat up over one shoulder as instructed.

    A sudden flurry of voices near the doorway caught his attention for a second, and he cursed his lack of concentration when Owen sighed. Sorry, he said, sliding back into position.

    Not a problem, Owen said. Long day for everyone. Just a few more and we can get out of here.

    Great. Aaron pictured his bed and tried not to grin in relief at the thought. He had the next day free and planned to spend it sleeping late and doing as little as possible.

    An unfamiliar face came into his line of vision. Two of them, actually—a short redhead and a taller blond, both men who looked around his age. Anyone who worked in the industry learned quickly to judge both ages and sizes quickly, and Aaron was no exception. Given a closer look and a few more minutes, he could probably come up with their clothing and shoe sizes too.

    The redhead spoke to the photographer’s assistant, Annie, and she shot him a quick smile and nodded. The boys stepped back a few feet, the redhead watching Owen.

    The blond, on the other hand, chose to watch Aaron.

    Aaron refocused on the camera. He tucked his hands into his pockets, tilted his head back, parted his lips. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other between frames, turned his head to the right, tilted it back down.

    As far as Aaron could tell without looking at him directly, the blond guy never moved an inch, never stopped staring at Aaron.

    Even though he didn’t always understand it, Aaron knew he had a certain look that worked for some people, a body that wore clothes well. Making his living off that didn’t stop him from feeling gawky and out of place a lot of the time, like the teenager he’d been until a few months earlier. Still, he was getting used to stares, used to people watching him.

    He wasn’t used to this kind of scrutiny.

    The blond wasn’t a photographer, didn’t seem to be scouting him for a job, wasn’t in the audience at a runway show. This man seemed to be studying him like a puzzle he couldn’t figure out, like he was trying to see right through his skin and into his soul.

    Aaron was unnerved. He tried not to let it show.

    Okay, we’re done! Thanks, everyone! Great job, Aaron! Owen set the camera aside for the last time, and the various assistants in the room broke into a smattering of applause. Aaron relaxed, smiled, and headed over to wardrobe one last time, more than ready to exchange the suit for his own clothes.

    Excuse me. Aaron had the jacket off and was just reaching for the fly

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