Josh
I recover before Hailey. "Matthew! Long time no see, buddy."
"Don't call me buddy," he snaps, turning to Hailey. "What is he doing here?"
Hailey steps between us, her expression a mix of panic and determination. "Matthew, this isn't the place—"
"Answer the question," he demands. "Why is Josh Daniels modeling for your shoot?"
The studio has gone quiet. Everyone is watching us now, including Marcus, whose calculating eyes flick between the three of us with undisguised interest.
"It's complicated," Hailey says, her voice strained. "But he's part of the shoot now."
"Part of the—" Matthew stops, the pieces clicking together. "This is why you've been acting strange. This is what you and Sarah were hiding."
"Matthew, please," Hailey hisses, glancing around at the now silent studio. "Not here."
