Harper's Photoshoot
Harper nearly coughed, but he choked it back. The photographer noticed. "Hang on there." Another blast of setting spray splashed Harper's face. He drew back and sucked in air with a gasp. "All done." Harper shook his head slightly. He had been holding his breath while the photographer sprayed to keep the makeup in place. "How do you feel?" "Good." "You look good!" X. X. X. The camera didn’t stop snapping once it started. "How is this?" "You're doing fine, just be afraid of showing me a real smile." Harper was coming off timid, just as he felt he was. "Let's take a short break." Harper smiled at the thought of a break, and his body finally relaxed. The camera paused before one last snap. The photographer set it down. "There we go. Here is the real look." Harper couldn't take his eyes off the face on the screen. The woman he was portraying in the sh...