Maia:

She loved to torture her cousin and right now was the perfect opportunity. “Fliers, He’s looking for a model—someone to breathe new life into his already fantastic art. Do you mind if I put a few up?” Maia asked, already taping a few nearby and handing them out. She even taped one to Anthony’s back so he’d be a walking billboard. 

Seeing her cousin go pink in the cheeks, the woman gave him a thumbs up before passing out the other fliers and taping them to the walls and window. The store seemed to be pretty busy so they needed as much exposure as possible. 

Maia soon went on the hunt, trying to find Cassie. When she found her, the blonde handed over the last flier. “If you ever need a bit of extra money…or just get bored,” she said with a small smile, “Tony was talking about you, in the good way, when we were walking over here. And you’re a pretty girl. Just what his art needs.” 

Anthony:

Never before had he been so embarrassed by his cousin. “That’s my cousin Maia, she’s visiting for a few days—“

“Weeks Tony!” She called from a few registers down. The man visibly paled at the thought of his cousin, who knew every secret about him, staying and being close to where he worked. Butterflies flared, he was alone with Carrie’s cousin. He couldn’t deny that they were both beautiful. “So how long are you going to be here?” he asked awkwardly, he had enough trouble being around Cassie alone. They’d known each other for a while but he still got nervous around her. It was infuriating to say the least, that he couldn’t carry on a normal conversation with Cassie without getting red in the cheeks and stuttering.