"Waist 28, hip 40, Anastasia..."
Before he could finish his sentence, she quickly defends herself with a hand to her stomach. "Boss..don't put the blame on me. It is you who has been feeding me too much food."
Ethan stands erect and stares at her. He then nods his head as if accepting that it was indeed his fault. "I was going to say perfect." He whispers before walking back to sit.
Ana watched his retreating back not noticing the modeling crew walking towards her.
"This way Miss Brown." A young man directs with a flashy smile.
Before she she even talks to them, she asks him. "Dont I need to help you with the adjustemt?"
"Do you want to?" It was nothing he couldn't do on his own but he wanted to fool his heart that Ana is willing to spend time with him.
"Yes..of course. How else will I learn?"
