Adam saw her trotting over to the couch and looking around. At once, he guessed that she had noticed him or seen him reading her pages. He showed no sign of that on his face as he put the glasses down after first drinks. He was now focusing on setting the colour pencils near the canvas.<br/><br/>But Jolie turned to face him after she had gone to stood near the couch with her back to him. Now she was facing him and there was something in her eyes. Adam could not pinpoint the exact emotion? Loneliness or perhaps something else? It was something sad for sure and right now he didn't want that in her eyes. That was not what he was expecting to draw. He wanted to draw a happy Jolie.<br/><br/>Her voice further confirmed it as she asked for more champagne. Her voice, even though she tried her best to smoothen it, was cracked and conflicted. She wanted drink. So Adam poured her glass full and handed it to her.<br/><br/>“Jolie, you don't have to be nervous. I want you to relax,” Adam said giving her the impression that he thought she was just nervous. “All you have to do is sit there in a pose. You don't even have to read the poetry. Just hold a paper in your hand and relax. I'm gonna draw an outline then you can move about. Now do you wanna get ready while I get my stuff ready?”<br/><br/>Adam explained her how he wanted her on the couch. He wanted her (https://st2.depositphotos.com/1001024/5869/i/950/depositphotos_58698845-stock-photo-beautiful-lady-in-a-red.jpg) legs up, elbow touching the couch arm, a paper in the hand and the other hand could be free doing anything else. He left her there to get his stuff ready.