Danny (Models On Top #1) by S. L. Scott

Danny (Models On Top #1) by S. L. Scott

Author:S. L. Scott [Scott, S. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01DT9ZWVA
Publisher: S. L. Scott
Published: 2016-04-11T23:00:00+00:00


HE LIED. DANNY lied to me. As I stare at the proof in my hands, I look up and stare out the library window. Why would he lie about something so easily found out? What are his motives? What are his thoughts? I have no idea what he’s thinking anymore. We have been out of sync for a while, but what I thought was a temporary speed bump in our relationship might be turning into a dead end.

I tuck the magazine into the back of my notebook and slam it closed. He should be getting back any minute and I promised I would meet him at his apartment, so I pack up my stuff and take off across campus.

When I walk in, I hear the shower. I drop my bag by the door and head toward the sound of running water. The door to the bathroom is open, but I knock anyway not wanting to startle him.

Pushing the curtain to the side, he peeks out. “Hi.”

My heart flutters from his smile as if I’d forgotten how attractive he is. He’s gorgeous and I lean against the door as my knees weaken. “Hi.”

The curtain opens wider and he invites me in, “Join me.”

I’m tempted, but when I look in his eyes, I wonder what lies he’ll tell me this time. Pushing off the door, I step back. “I’ll wait for you out here.” I leave, not wanting him to try and convince me because I will. I’ll go to him, as I’ve missed him so much.

I get a glass of water and wait on the couch. The shower stops and I listen intently as he steps out. Rounding the corner, he stops and looks confused. “Why are you out here?”

With my glass held between both my hands over my lap, I say, “I wanted to give you some privacy.”

Chuckling, he says, “I don’t need privacy from you. I want the opposite. Remember, what’s mine is yours.”

“How did the shoot go?”

“Italy was incredible. I can’t wait to take you one day. There was this little bar we would hang out at until it closed at three a.m. That bar is hundreds of years old. It was really ama—”

I stand and set my water down on the coffee table, forgetting to use a coaster. Taking the magazine out of my notebook and bag, I walk over and hand it to him. I return to the couch, this time, hugging a pillow to my chest and watching him as he studies the magazine. “You saw the ad?”

“I did.”

He tosses it to the coffee table almost hitting the glass. He tightens the towel around him, frustrated, “I should get dressed.”

“Probably.”

I hold his gaze until he turns with a heavy exhale and goes to his bedroom. I’m not kept waiting long. He reappears minutes later, walking around the corner rubbing his hair with the towel. He tosses it into the bathroom then returns to sit in the chair near me. “You obviously have something on your mind.



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