her at some point.
Sean figured that was enough encouragement that his text asking if they were hanging out during Lupe’s class on Thursday was not a crazy assumption.
Promised Lexi I’d help with a shoot she scheduled at the same time that’s also in Chelsea. But you can come with. Might be boring.
Sean didn’t hesitate in confirming. It might be boring, but he could meet Aleksandra and make Travis stop giving him pointed looks every time her name came up. Of course, he should have known telling Travis about his plans meant telling Alana, who couldn’t just go home after their Thursday ballet class and leave him alone.
“How did I know you were spending half an hour in the dressing room after class so you could look all sexy? Seriously. Everyone is going to know you’re dating someone. The girls are already talking about how you smile at all your texts. I tried to tell them Travis finally gave in and decided to be gay for you,” Alana said as she walked around the men’s dressing room. At least she’d waited until the rest of the guys were gone before coming in this time.
“Why are you here?” Sean threw the rest of his things in his bag. Jaime would be around soon. He’d need to wait until Lupe and Michael were occupied to meet him at his car, but he also didn’t want to take too long when Aleksandra would be waiting on him also.
Alana shrugged and didn’t spout off a quick answer. That was never a good sign.
“Okay, really, why are you here?” Sean asked again, this time actually stopping what he was doing to look at her.
“My mom has a date. She’s cooking him dinner at the house.” Alana scrunched up her nose. “She didn’t tell me until this morning.”
“And Travis actually has his own date at the apartment because he knew I’d be gone tonight,” Sean finished for her.
“Don’t tell him. You know he works too hard. He hasn’t had a girlfriend since before the accident.” Alana shrugged. “Plus the small practice room is empty in a couple hours. I need to work on that combination for Steph’s piece anyway. If I have to overhear Amy say I don’t have enough classical training to do it one more time, she might have to accidentally fall down the stairs.”
“So you’re going to sit around for two hours?” Sean was going to hate himself for it later and he knew it, but he picked up his phone to text Jaime as Alana shrugged and laid down on one of the long benches.
Is it okay if Alana comes with? If not, it’s okay. But she’s kind of stranded with nothing to do for 2 hours. I feel bad even if she will make me regret it if I invite her.
Jaime’s reply was fast enough that Sean hoped he was already parked.
Why would you regret it?
She will probably tell you embarrassing things about me on purpose.
She is officially invited.
“You want to come with me?” Sean asked. She was still going to mortify him, but it was worth it to get the genuine small smile she didn’t usually let out.
“Thanks.” Alana sat up and Sean turned away to give his hair a final check in one of the mirrors while she slid back on the mask of sarcasm they were both more used to. “Seriously. Your hair is not that long. You only have so many options, but you spend more time on it than I do.”
Jaime was already out of the car when Sean and Alana turned the corner. His trunk was open, and the brunette Sean recognized from the picture was unloading equipment and handing it to him. Sean didn’t have time to try and figure out how to get around the bulk in Jaime’s arms for a greeting kiss before she was pushing a bag at him.
“Jaime probably left out the part where you both have to carry all my stuff. He’s using you to not have to carry it all himself.” Aleksandra pulled a tripod out of the trunk and handed it to him before he could respond. “If that bothers you, blame him for going on about how you’re a dancer and you have all these muscles.”
“It’s no problem.” Sean glanced at
Sean figured that was enough encouragement that his text asking if they were hanging out during Lupe’s class on Thursday was not a crazy assumption.
Promised Lexi I’d help with a shoot she scheduled at the same time that’s also in Chelsea. But you can come with. Might be boring.
Sean didn’t hesitate in confirming. It might be boring, but he could meet Aleksandra and make Travis stop giving him pointed looks every time her name came up. Of course, he should have known telling Travis about his plans meant telling Alana, who couldn’t just go home after their Thursday ballet class and leave him alone.
“How did I know you were spending half an hour in the dressing room after class so you could look all sexy? Seriously. Everyone is going to know you’re dating someone. The girls are already talking about how you smile at all your texts. I tried to tell them Travis finally gave in and decided to be gay for you,” Alana said as she walked around the men’s dressing room. At least she’d waited until the rest of the guys were gone before coming in this time.
“Why are you here?” Sean threw the rest of his things in his bag. Jaime would be around soon. He’d need to wait until Lupe and Michael were occupied to meet him at his car, but he also didn’t want to take too long when Aleksandra would be waiting on him also.
Alana shrugged and didn’t spout off a quick answer. That was never a good sign.
“Okay, really, why are you here?” Sean asked again, this time actually stopping what he was doing to look at her.
“My mom has a date. She’s cooking him dinner at the house.” Alana scrunched up her nose. “She didn’t tell me until this morning.”
“And Travis actually has his own date at the apartment because he knew I’d be gone tonight,” Sean finished for her.
“Don’t tell him. You know he works too hard. He hasn’t had a girlfriend since before the accident.” Alana shrugged. “Plus the small practice room is empty in a couple hours. I need to work on that combination for Steph’s piece anyway. If I have to overhear Amy say I don’t have enough classical training to do it one more time, she might have to accidentally fall down the stairs.”
“So you’re going to sit around for two hours?” Sean was going to hate himself for it later and he knew it, but he picked up his phone to text Jaime as Alana shrugged and laid down on one of the long benches.
Is it okay if Alana comes with? If not, it’s okay. But she’s kind of stranded with nothing to do for 2 hours. I feel bad even if she will make me regret it if I invite her.
Jaime’s reply was fast enough that Sean hoped he was already parked.
Why would you regret it?
She will probably tell you embarrassing things about me on purpose.
She is officially invited.
“You want to come with me?” Sean asked. She was still going to mortify him, but it was worth it to get the genuine small smile she didn’t usually let out.
“Thanks.” Alana sat up and Sean turned away to give his hair a final check in one of the mirrors while she slid back on the mask of sarcasm they were both more used to. “Seriously. Your hair is not that long. You only have so many options, but you spend more time on it than I do.”
Jaime was already out of the car when Sean and Alana turned the corner. His trunk was open, and the brunette Sean recognized from the picture was unloading equipment and handing it to him. Sean didn’t have time to try and figure out how to get around the bulk in Jaime’s arms for a greeting kiss before she was pushing a bag at him.
“Jaime probably left out the part where you both have to carry all my stuff. He’s using you to not have to carry it all himself.” Aleksandra pulled a tripod out of the trunk and handed it to him before he could respond. “If that bothers you, blame him for going on about how you’re a dancer and you have all these muscles.”
“It’s no problem.” Sean glanced at