122: My Supermodel

Fenella’s POV "Is that so? That's incredible, baby!" "Yes!" He laughed. My eyes widened, and a wide smile spread across my face. My expression mirrored Laird's, who also appeared delighted by this joyful news. We embraced tightly, and Laird even spontaneously lifted my body. He even spun us around for a moment with our enthusiastic laughter. When Laird seemed to start coming down from his excitement, he gently set me back down. He was panting, his face flushed, and his lips curled into a joyful smile. "Congratulations, honey," I whispered softly and then kissed his cheek. "Thank you, hun. It's all thanks to you," he stroked my cheek with his thumb. "No. It's all because of your hard work, Dave, and Rowan. You've done an incredible job," we said, looking into each other's eyes. "In that case, you are still my lucky charm because the game they accepted is a game about you." Hearing that, my eyes blinked, and my mouth fell open. "A game about a model?" I asked in astonishment. "Yup. The g