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clientele is drying up,” Ty’s voice is sarcastic as Emily releases him and slugs him in the arm again.
    Ty looks at Zoey and me. “I do photograph weddings. I don’t fuck the brides regularly. Weddings are great money and I somewhat enjoy them. I do a lot of modeling shoots, boudoir shoots, and some commercial stuff as well. One day, I want to own my own gallery. The photos on The Wall Street’s website were shot by me. I’ve done calendars and individual shots for some of the local wing bars.” He’s prideful in what he is saying. His eyes light up when he talks about his career. “I’m really excited. In about two to three weeks, I’m shooting an up and coming local band. They want me to take cover photos for the album they’re releasing soon. I like new projects like that and the word of mouth does not hurt for future work.” The dreamy stares I am giving him have got to stop, like now.
    “Anything that has to do with chicks, he will take pictures of.” This is from Jaxon again. I’m starting to believe someone is a wee bit jealous.
    “The band I’m photographing is all men, jerk off,” Ty lifts an eyebrow and says matter of fact.
    “What’s a boudoir shoot?” I direct my question to Ty and it comes out before I feel it leave my lips. Yes, I spoke to him again. Yes, I have those cartoon hearts floating out of my eyes and they are aimed his way.
    “Friend, it’s when you go and have sexy pictures taken. Like, in lingerie, and they have you drape yourself over a bed or a chair. Girls do it for their man.” Shut up, Zoey . The question was for him, so I could watch that panty-scorching smile .
    “Women do them for a lot of reasons,” Ty’s eyes pierce directly into mine. I feel like he’s looking directly into my soul. “But Zoey’s right, a lot are done as gifts to boyfriends or husbands. Some like that sort of picture in their bedrooms. It’s fitting, you know?” I have sucked down another drink and have the first hint of a buzz.
    I smile at Ty with my innocent girl smile when an arm wraps around my waist. Another slides over my shoulder, across my breast and grabs my waist. My back is pulled flush to the front of an intensely toned chest. The crisp white dress shirt that is rolled up, along with the light cologne I smell gives my capturer away. I grip the muscled arm in reflex. Ty’s ice blue eyes look confused under his knitted brow. Fingers lightly sweep under my shirt, exposing my tummy and I can feel a nose on my neck.
    “Mmmmm, you smell so fucking good, Stella. You always do. I never know if it’s your perfume or just you.” He draws a few more long breaths in through his nose and I feel his lips brush my neck. My eyes close at all the closeness and touching. I can’t help but want to pretend this man is Ty, and honestly, I know I should not react to Zoey’s brother like this. But my body is deprived sexually, and it feels so damn good to be wrapped in a man’s strong arms. An extremely sexy man at that. Maxem is 6’1” and fit as hell. He’s opposite of Zoey with the dark brown hair and blue eyes. His hair is styled very much like Ty’s. It’s a little weird. Did they go to hair styling school together? I lose myself for just a moment, and quickly realize I need to push him off.
    I feel a little nip at my neck with his teeth. My eyes fly open and I let out a yelp. “I thought you like vampires, Stella. You read about them all the time.” His voice is seductive and hot on my ear. I grab the hand that has my shirt pushed up past my belly button to stop the complete frontal everyone is about to get.
    “I do read about them, but that hurt, fucker,” I say, grabbing Max’s hand and pulling out of the bear hug. Max has been drinking… a lot. I can see it in his eyes. My expression softens and I reply, “I’ve moved on to reading about sexy rock gods. Please try to keep up with my interests.”
    He grins real big at me and pulls me into another embrace.
    “Max,