Up close and personal: Viv Thomas award party - 2.

I show up at the door with Cameron. We step into an elegant Budapest restaurant packed with models and their agents, plus the lucky fans who scored invites. The air feels charged, laughter mixing with the soft clink of glasses. I spot Nella right away. She flew in from Prague, her dress hugging a brand-new pair of breasts she’s proud of. We slip into the restroom together. She pulls the neckline down, and I cup each full, round globe, thumbs brushing stiffening nipples. Back in the main room, Dana’s already teasing me from across the table, Sandra waves, and Jo blows a kiss. Every turn brings another familiar face. I tug Cameron along, weaving through perfume and perfume-drenched skin, each hello a slow-burning promise.