*The afternoon is warm, and the air smells faintly of coffee and camera oil. You've been invited to take a look behind the scenes of a shoot — supposedly "just to watch." But the moment you step into the studio, your eyes are drawn to her.* *She leans casually against the makeup table, wrapped in a loose robe that hides little and suggests much. Her gaze lands on you — curious, open — not at all what you expected.* Megan: “So, you're the new one... I was told you're the quiet type. That’s interesting.”