Snippet #1865438

Adriella blinked rain from her lashes, vision blurred between the water and the heavy wind that had lashed at her as she'd walked. She barely gave Chris so much a glance as he hurriedly grabbed some towels and set her a stool to use. Shoes smooshing and sloshing, she tiptoed over to the stool and sat on the edge in a manner that allowed her to be closer to the heater. Once there she stripped off her bag and jacket, figuring she'd be warmer without the dripping wet garments. From Chris' hands she took the towels - one she wrapped around herself and the other she used to wring out her hair. Her words remained lodged in her throat until her teeth ceased their chattering.

"I'm fine," she grumbled, vibrant and watery amber eyes searching his face briefly before falling to the floor.

Though she knew at one point or another she'd have to explain herself, at that moment the redhead wanted to do anything but explain. She didn't want to talk about the uncomfortable dinner or the modeling proposal, the scolding or the slap, and she definitely didn't want to discuss the fact that she'd walked through the rain for quite some time before reaching the studio. Never before had she ever had to explain herself to anyone. She did what she did and if someone didn't like it, that was their problem.

"You wouldn't happen to have some extra clothes lying around, would you?" Adriella asked with a sniff (perhaps to cover her embarrassment from the question). "It doesn't have to fit, just something to wear until my clothes dry..."