Chapter 133 The Artist's Naked Muse 1Still Life

• The afternoon light filtered through the high warehouse windows in long dusty stripes.
• Nova stood in the middle of it, completely naked, weight on one leg, the other soft at the knee. Twenty minutes in the same pose and she still hadn’t complained. The studio was cool enough that her nipples stayed hard throughout. Julian noticed. Of course he noticed. He just kept the brush moving and pretended the canvas was the only thing in the room.
• It wasn’t working though.