Chapter Fourteen
There were just a few modeling sessions remaining. A couple alone with Malcolm, and a few with Tomas. These were pick-up sessions, as Malcolm needed them to gel a few thoughts that he was still unsure of. The rest of the work he’d do from memory, the final shading came from his creative genius, he had no need for models then.
There had been almost no s*x in the final two weeks. Sydney’s reluctance, coupled with Malcolm’s preoccupation led only once into a flurried lovemaking, that happened quite by accident when Sydney to a moment to massage the artist’s sore shoulders. There had been days of tension for her, loveless days, husbandless days as her fate with Gabriel hung in a balance of factors over which Sydney had no control. She wondered if she was becoming sexually co
