Adam saw the flicker of emotions across her face. Those emotions were not the ones he was expecting when he asked about her family. Even though she was trying to hide her face, he could see it all. Reading faces was part of his job as a photographer. He had been doing this one thing ardently through his short career. He simply liked faces and always saw the beauty in them.<br/><br/>And right now, Jolie had mixed emotions on her face. Oops, he must have asked a wrong question. After her short reply, she turned the question on him. He was kind of glad about that. He smiled. "Yes, I have family in New York but I moved to Florida with my girlfriend two years ago. She was a newbie starting in modeling and me in photography. After our split up last year, I decided to open a small business with a partner. It didn't go well and now I'm here. I haven't been to my family in a year but they know what I'm doing. Well, they don't know about my current job but they know I'm in some big photography office taking million dollar photos. Hah." He chuckled, trying to lighten the nervousness in the air.<br/><br/>Adam was almost done with the outline. He happily announced that she didn't have to pose again. "You can put the piece of paper away, have your glass of champagne and put your feet up."<br/><br/>He was careful about his words. He let Jolie speak most of the time about her poetry. It seemed she was comfortable talking about her job and stuff at the publishing house. They both finished the bottle of champagne in the next three hours. Jolie's skirt had skidded up to her thighs, baring them as she sat casually on the couch, looking at the champagne glass. Adam liked this pose of her.<br/><br/>After four hours of work, he was almost finished. And they had nothing really to talk about too. "So why don't you read me one of your poems? It would be a lovely inspiration for me to give the final touches to this beautiful drawing."