I hope you enjoy this little glimpse.
Rough lines formed the angles and planes of bone structure, shading added depth and shape to muscle, and a body began to rise from the page—a body that bore a striking resemblance to Lucas. Heat charged up the back of Evan’s neck. He hadn’t intended on drawing Lucas, hadn’t even consciously thought of it, but there he was in shades of graphite. Suddenly feeling self-conscious, Evan reached for his eraser to hide where that moment had taken him, but his hand froze just before the soft rubber touched the page. Without giving thought as to why, he put the eraser down and flipped to a blank sheet. Evan cast a covert look around the restaurant to make sure he hadn’t been caught, then sought out his original reference model and began again.
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