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 Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 2:02 pm
"Jayce, Jayce, Jayce! I love it! Show me what you're working with, son!" Came the rather high-pitched voice of a professional male photographer. The young adult (who's name appeared to be Jayce) tried his best to stay "Happy" doing his job. He soon called for a break, striding off of the stage. 'Damn I need some coffee...' He thought, headed towards the coffee area. He then noticed two females arguing and sighed inwardly, thinking, 'Damn...Two girls arguing...I pray it's not about which feminine product is better this time.'
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 2:17 pm
Desiree rubbed her forehead gently, frustrated with the woman who was producing the clothes she designed. "Look, Dominique, I'm the one who designed these clothes you decided to make. I'm not taking any less than 68 percent of the profits made. You understand me? 'Cause if you can't handle that much, I'll find myself another manufacturer and then you'll be sorry," she stated forcefully, her voice a dangerous warning.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 2:21 pm
Jayce was already making his way to the two girls, not to make conversation, but to get himself some coffee. He excused himself, but obviously they wouldn't have heard him due to the other lady retorting back. He stifled a chuckle at how her face held a cherried hue, and he simply reached over and poured himself some coffee.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 2:31 pm
Not being able to say anything back, Dominique reluctantly agreed to the deal before turning around and leaving in a huff. Desiree grinned victoriously before turning abruptly to get herself a cup of coffee; knocking Jayce's lifted cup right into his face, the steaming coffee within soaking the shirt he was currently modeling. Desiree stood there in shock, trying to think of something to say; his chiseled torso distracting her thoughts.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 2:36 pm
Jayce gasped and tripped over backwards, cursing under his breath, turning his gaze to glare up at the offender, his expression changing almost instantly at the sight of the woman. "Um..." He couldn't help but remove the shirt after standing up, the coffee burning his upper torso. "Damn..." He bit his lip, taking a few napkins and wiping the left over coffee off.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 4:41 pm
Desiree laughed softly out of nervousness as she grabbed some napkins to help clean up the coffee that spilled on the floor. "I'm sorry. I didn't know you were behind me. Are you alright?" she asked him, standing up when she finished cleaning it.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 4:47 pm
The slightly blushing model couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah, I'm fine. It's okay. Accidents happen." He arched an eyebrow and pointed to the coffee drenched napkins in his hand before laughing again, throwing them out. "I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch your name."
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 5:04 pm
"Desiree. Desiree Sparks. And you must be the famous Jayce, whose last name alludes me at this moment," she said with a laugh, extending her hand towards him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 5:12 pm
Jayces' lucious lips curled into a breathtaking smile over his lovely teeth. "Jayce Spartan." He laughed at his last name, shrugging and taking her hand in his clean hand, shaking it. His grasp was gentle but firm, and his skin was simply...Like a baby's butt.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 5:17 pm
"Ah yes. Spartan. So how are the other 299?" she joked, throwing out the napkins that were still in her hand.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 5:31 pm
Jayce laughed mockingly, smirking. "Well actually it's 300." He grinned, leaning back on something, forgetting all about the fact that his well-toned chest and abdomen was bare.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 5:40 pm
"Yes, but you're not Leonidas, therefore you're one of the 300," she retorted. She crossed her arms and looked him up and down, a small teasing smile on her lips. "So, are you gonna put on a spare shirt any time soon?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 5:52 pm
He sneered playfully and laughed. "Well, that depends. Do you want me to get a spare shirt on?" He shook his head, running his tongue over his lips with his head slightly bowed.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 6:32 pm
Desiree rolled her eyes. "It doesn't matter what I want. After all, you're the one doing the photo shoot right now. Don't leave your man waiting over there," she said, pointing in the photographers' direction before walking off to collect her belongings.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 6:38 pm
His eyes went slightly wide and he shook his head twice and walked with her, "No-o-o!! He wishes he was my man. I mean, I'm not boasting or anything, but seriously, ew. I'm straight." He watched as Fabio (the photographer) searched frantically for him, calling his name over and over. "I'm coming dammit!" Jayce called back, shaking his head. "So, will I see you again?" He mused to Desiree, smiling.
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