Chapter Twelve
“Tilt your face upright,” I say to the model. “There you go. Catches the light better.”
The model smiles at me and then goes back to posing. Behind me, Anderson is typing on his tablet. It’s been a day since I found out about Spencer’s child but all I am doing is trying to focus on the job at hand. Anderson has fallen hard for this model and thought if he paid for her to get some photos taken, he might be able to woo her for a date.
“Model” is a stretch, however. The girl clearly doesn’t know the first thing about modeling. Not like I am an expert. But I’ve had to do my fair share of modeling shoots, both paid and for free, and this girl doesn’t seem to know what to do with her body.
Anderson leans over to me and whispers, “How is she?”
“Great!” I say, loud enough for h
