CHAPTER 45

He stopped, and both he and Joe turned to me. I knew what they were going to say before they opened their mouths, and I shook my head.

“No. Oh, no. I’m not a model.” I walked backward.

“You have dark hair and an incredible body. You could stand in for her.” George cupped my face. “Please, sweetheart. If we have to cancel this shoot, Marline might never use us again. She doesn’t do fuck-ups.”

“I’m not a model.” I swallowed. “I don’t do pictures, George. I do…you know.”

“And you are amazing at it, but now you need to put that gorgeous body to use in a different way,” he pleaded quietly. “Please.”

I glanced over his shoulder to Derrick. “And you’re happy for Mr. Baby Daddy over there to rub his body against mine?”

“Not at fuck

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