totally manly way. How am I doing so far?”
Faith had lost the battle not to laugh. “Don’t make me snort out my drink. You sound like you’re ready to enter the contest yourself. You got a secret reading habit?”
“Just an ordinary amount of attention to the popular culture. One of my sisters was reading one of those books at Christmas. Pretty shocking, I thought, when I had a wee look. In fact, I’m a pretty ordinary fella, sad to say, in that department. Don’t tell. I mostly just want to have fun, and to make sure she’s having fun, too. I’ll do my best to be Dark and Dangerous instead, though, especially if you keep me as narky as you did today.”
To make sure she’s having fun, too . She’d bet. All she’d have to do was to see him naked. That would be fun all by itself. And to touch all…that. To look into those eyes while he was over her, moving slowly at first, because he wouldn’t rush a woman. And then getting a little…decisive. A little commanding, even.
She couldn’t help it. Her mind went right there. She hadn’t had sex in way too long.
Focus . “Me?” she asked. “What did I do? And what’s narky?”
“Annoyed.”
“I am never annoying. I am helpful. I am kind.”
“Smiling at me, being all encouraging? Soothing my fragile male ego?”
“That’s my job, though.”
“Well, keep doing it. Because it’s bloody annoying. That worked.”
She was laughing again. “All right,” she said, attempting to compose herself, to get back to her normal efficient self. “Moving on. You signed the release. Next steps…we start shooting day after tomorrow, so please go get a really good wax.”
“Uh…exactly what am I meant to wax? Maybe I am going to be broody at that, if you make this hurt enough.”
“Well, chest, obviously.” She was still trying for businesslike, but he was making it much too difficult. “Belly, all the way down to…as low as you could go without actually getting into Happyville, I imagine. Beyond that, do what you want, and don’t tell me, because I don’t want to know. Except, of course, any extra trimming you may need. Think about that very tiny Speedo you’ll be wearing in the shower scene. Think no…no foliage.”
“Happyville?” Now he was the one laughing. “Foliage? Who knew this modeling business had so many uncomfortable rules? I thought the girl was the one meant to be doing the hurts-so-good business. Ouch.”
“Count yourself lucky,” she said, registering the fact that he really hadn’t done any modeling before. Which was interesting, wasn’t it, with a body like that? “Gretchen will be waxing a whole lot more.”
“That’ll surprise Gretchen, that she’s the one.”
“Why? She was the most angelic, no question about it, and that’s what we’re going for.”
“We’re not compatible,” Will told her, his expression serious. “She’s an Aries, and I’m a Virgo.”
“Tell me you did not just say that.”
“Well…” He forked up another bite of beef. “I wouldn’t say it had occurred to me as a stumbling block, but she seemed concerned about it. Apparently I’m likely to be too shy and modest. Repressed, you could say. Whereas she’ll be taking charge. So you see…” He paused and sighed. “Exactly wrong for the job, aren’t I. Why are you laughing?”
“I’m not sure what a Virgo is or isn’t. But let’s just say that I’m pretty sure somebody forged your birth certificate. And Gretchen seemed like she’d be able to fake it. I saw those pictures. I’d have sworn she was about to…”
“Yeh. Looked that way, didn’t it? I’m having a serious re-think of my actual effect on the opposite sex, because I don’t think she’s going to fall asleep dreaming about me tonight.”
Well, Gretchen might not be. “As long as the two of you can make other people dream, or at least daydream,” Faith said, deciding that the issue of his effect on the opposite sex was going to stay right off the
Faith had lost the battle not to laugh. “Don’t make me snort out my drink. You sound like you’re ready to enter the contest yourself. You got a secret reading habit?”
“Just an ordinary amount of attention to the popular culture. One of my sisters was reading one of those books at Christmas. Pretty shocking, I thought, when I had a wee look. In fact, I’m a pretty ordinary fella, sad to say, in that department. Don’t tell. I mostly just want to have fun, and to make sure she’s having fun, too. I’ll do my best to be Dark and Dangerous instead, though, especially if you keep me as narky as you did today.”
To make sure she’s having fun, too . She’d bet. All she’d have to do was to see him naked. That would be fun all by itself. And to touch all…that. To look into those eyes while he was over her, moving slowly at first, because he wouldn’t rush a woman. And then getting a little…decisive. A little commanding, even.
She couldn’t help it. Her mind went right there. She hadn’t had sex in way too long.
Focus . “Me?” she asked. “What did I do? And what’s narky?”
“Annoyed.”
“I am never annoying. I am helpful. I am kind.”
“Smiling at me, being all encouraging? Soothing my fragile male ego?”
“That’s my job, though.”
“Well, keep doing it. Because it’s bloody annoying. That worked.”
She was laughing again. “All right,” she said, attempting to compose herself, to get back to her normal efficient self. “Moving on. You signed the release. Next steps…we start shooting day after tomorrow, so please go get a really good wax.”
“Uh…exactly what am I meant to wax? Maybe I am going to be broody at that, if you make this hurt enough.”
“Well, chest, obviously.” She was still trying for businesslike, but he was making it much too difficult. “Belly, all the way down to…as low as you could go without actually getting into Happyville, I imagine. Beyond that, do what you want, and don’t tell me, because I don’t want to know. Except, of course, any extra trimming you may need. Think about that very tiny Speedo you’ll be wearing in the shower scene. Think no…no foliage.”
“Happyville?” Now he was the one laughing. “Foliage? Who knew this modeling business had so many uncomfortable rules? I thought the girl was the one meant to be doing the hurts-so-good business. Ouch.”
“Count yourself lucky,” she said, registering the fact that he really hadn’t done any modeling before. Which was interesting, wasn’t it, with a body like that? “Gretchen will be waxing a whole lot more.”
“That’ll surprise Gretchen, that she’s the one.”
“Why? She was the most angelic, no question about it, and that’s what we’re going for.”
“We’re not compatible,” Will told her, his expression serious. “She’s an Aries, and I’m a Virgo.”
“Tell me you did not just say that.”
“Well…” He forked up another bite of beef. “I wouldn’t say it had occurred to me as a stumbling block, but she seemed concerned about it. Apparently I’m likely to be too shy and modest. Repressed, you could say. Whereas she’ll be taking charge. So you see…” He paused and sighed. “Exactly wrong for the job, aren’t I. Why are you laughing?”
“I’m not sure what a Virgo is or isn’t. But let’s just say that I’m pretty sure somebody forged your birth certificate. And Gretchen seemed like she’d be able to fake it. I saw those pictures. I’d have sworn she was about to…”
“Yeh. Looked that way, didn’t it? I’m having a serious re-think of my actual effect on the opposite sex, because I don’t think she’s going to fall asleep dreaming about me tonight.”
Well, Gretchen might not be. “As long as the two of you can make other people dream, or at least daydream,” Faith said, deciding that the issue of his effect on the opposite sex was going to stay right off the
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