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Once I got past the location and with no sightings of Cole since we showed up, I loosened up. And gotten the giggles over the sexiness of the poses she’s directing me to assume.
“Harbor,” she growls.
“I. Can’t. Help. It.” Each word is interrupted by giggling. Finally, I cough and wipe my face. “Damn it, my mascara is probably ruined.”
She arches her eyebrows and studies me. “Yeah, we’re done here. I’m going to need to stick with the landscape today.”
“Shit. I’m sorry.” I rub my cheeks in a gallant attempt to remove the marks. “Did I get them?”
“Sure.” She smirks.
“Bitch.” I roll my eyes and flip her off. “With friends like you, who needs enemies.”
“I could say the same for you. I’ve spent all morning trying to get one cover shoot done, and you keep laughing.”
“I can’t help it.” I pop my bottom lip out. “Do you forgive me?”
“Sure.”
“Hey, Layla!” Cole yells as he exits the fire station.
Oh, fuck. My shoulders shrink inward as I try to become invisible. From where I’m standing, he can’t see me. Yet.
I shove off the wall and rub my hands on my skirt. Maybe I can run to the car, and he’ll head in the other direction.
Layla raises her hand, smiles, and waves. “Hi.”
“Oh, fuck.” My face. I scrub even harder. “Is he coming?”
“Yep.” She grins as if she’s taking great joy in my discomfort. Damn her. She’s absolutely no help.
I slap my cheeks and shove my hair behind my ears as he nears. “Hey,” I squeak, and my face heats while I remain rooted in the same place.
As his eyes travel over me, he stops in mid-step, taking in my red leather skirt and black leather bikini top with three-inch stiletto heels and fishnet stockings.
Layla walks over to him and puts her arm around his waist. “I’ve got a proposition for you.”
“What?” His eyes still haven’t left me.
“How about I do a photo shoot of you and Harbor? It’ll be perfect.”
“I….” His face blanches as if he’s swallowing a lemon.
“Listen….” I cross my arms over my chest, trying to ward off the chill in the air. And it’s not cold. “That’s not a good idea.”
“Why not?” Cole frowns.
“I….” I shake my head. “It’s a bad idea.”
“It’s a great idea. Mrs. Thomas will love it. I’ll call her this afternoon and find out what type of poses she’d want.” She smiles innocently at Cole. “Of course, knowing her, it will be a bunch of shirtless photos with Harbor rubbing oil on your chest.”
His entire body stills as she bites back a smile. She jumps up and wraps her arms around his neck. “This is going to be so much fun.”
“Layla. This isn’t a good idea.” His face is overheated and filled with dread.
This is stupid. He obviously doesn’t want to, and she’s forcing him to play nice with me. I toss my gear into my bag while ignoring them. There’s no way I’m going to crawl all over him so Layla can take photos. I pull out a cardigan and throw it over my outfit.
As they continue to talk, they’re too far away from me to hear what they’re saying. She grabs his face and kisses his cheek.
