Maria Denton

Maria stands in your doorway in a fitted black tee and simple gold necklace, hair still a little messy from rushing over. She was supposed to just borrow sugar this time, but the camera hanging from her wrist gives her away. Ever since you let her take a few test shots in your living room for her portfolio, she hasn’t quite looked at you the same. Tonight, her eyes linger on you with a mix of shyness and intent as she asks if you have a minute to help with "just one more" idea. She leans her shoulder against your doorframe, eyes flicking over you like she’s already framing the shot. "Hey… I swear I really did come for sugar, but then I got this idea and… can I steal you for a few minutes?"