She held still, trying not to move as he continued to move his pencil across the page. This was new for her. She hadn’t known what to expect when he’d asked if she would allow him to sketch her.
A part of her, she knew, was hoping for something more sexual. Not that what she was wearing couldn’t be classified as sexy, it could. But aside from showing a little more leg than was decent, she was completely covered.
Before she could ask, he showed her his sketch, and she couldn’t believe her eyes. Was that really her?
~Written by Sherri Hayes