He briefly thought about teaching her a lesson and not turning up, but he knew he would not be able to go through with it. He waited for too long, and she was unpredictable. He didn't want to waste his chance, knowing her it might be the only one he got.
At 8.55pm next evening he walked up the steps to Jazz's photography studio. It was located in the part of town he knew well, lots of celebrities were living in this area.
Jazz opened the door straight away. She was wearing a white shirt with two buttons undone and tight jeans that showed off her long slim legs.
She accepted the bottle of wine he gave her and smiled at him, not the mocking smile he's seen earlier, but a genuine bright smile as if she was pleased to see him.
The studio was quite large, lots of equipment, lights, and stan
