“I figured that I would waste my time, but see what you were like in person,” Valentine said. “I couldn’t be more pleased to be wrong.”

He stepped inside the place without any second thoughts, his curiosity almost entirely focused on the man that was standing in front of him, the one who had asked for a model.

Valentine’s eyes were intense, and he stood like he was posing himself for Stefano’s regard. “Are we going to go ahead with it now, or do you want me to come back at a different time?” Valentine asked. “Wearing something else?”