The drive over was quiet. He was being civil, which at first freaked me out because it’s so unlike him. The studio is completely decked out in white. White backdrop, white overhead lights. The entire space is crammed with a heap of photography equipment, the only open areas being in the reception and kitchen area we walked through to get in here and space on the floor in front of the camera. I think I just walked into every girl’s dream when I see the other four guys from Deakin, all shirtless except for Ryker who’s wearing a tight, fitted, black wife-beater top. Colton is wearing a pair of black angel wings that span out and stop just under his knee. It’s hard for me to contain my giggle as we join them on the studio floor. “Nice wings,” I taunt. Colton shoots me a dirty look. “Sorry, couldn’t help it. I had to say something.” “If you weren’t Brett’s girl, I’d show you just how much of an angel I could be,”
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