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“We can do that?”
He nods and heads toward the little stage. “No one will mind. I mean, seriously, how many times can you happily draw an old naked guy on a stool? A set change would be great and Jax won’t care as long as there’s a model.” He offers a supportive grin and touches my arm lightly. “Come on, let’s make you look like an old masters’ model, set and all.”
I agree and follow him around, pulling out things we can use to make it more interesting. He explains that I’ll end up in this pose for a few weeks, so it should be good, and most of all, comfortable. “I think you should use this.” He’s all the way at the back of the closet, tugging on something taller than he is.
“What is it?”
“An old chaise lounge. Help me get it down. I don’t want to drop it and break off one of the legs.” I stare for a second. “Come on. It’s better than the stool.”
“Agreed.”
We manage to get the thing out of the back of the closet and to the front of the classroom. It barely fits on the stage. I sit on it wondering how I should pose. Looking up at Nathan, I ask, “Will he let me choose the pose or will he do it?”
Nathan continues to grab things, explaining, “It’s totally up to you. We can make the set anything we want, and you can choose the pose.”
I nod as my stomach slips into my sneakers. Nathan’s a student. He must be, why else would he know all this? “So, you’ve done this before?” My voice is too soft, too shy—it catches in my throat.
He stops and looks over at me. Amusement lights up his beautiful face. “You’re still nervous?” He says it like he’s surprised. I’m gripping my hands, squeezing hard. His eyes search my face. “You haven’t done this before, have you?”
“No.”
Nathan instantly becomes sweet. He glances around the room to make sure no one is here yet, then steps closer to me. “I can help you get everything set up. We can put you in a pose that’s technically a nude, but is less revealing so you’re more comfortable with it. It’s okay to be nervous. Really.”
I freeze, lost in his sapphire eyes. He takes my hand and smoothes my skin with his thumb. “Let me help you,” he says softly.
My stomach is doing backflips and I’m ready to puke. I don’t know if it’s because of the way he’s talking to me or his offer of helping me get naked and setting the pose. Either way, my gaze has dipped and I can’t stop looking at his mouth. Those beautiful lips and the way he tasted when we first kissed surges to the front of my mind. I want to get lost in him and forget everything that’s plaguing me, at least for a little while.
Nathan notices and dips his head, closing the distance between us. “It’d be rather unprofessional to kiss the model, don’t you think?”
My voice trembles slightly. “You’ve already done a bit more than that with this model.” The pull between us, the attraction, takes over and suddenly, we’re together. His lips lightly touch mine as his hand comes up to cup my cheek. It’s tender, soft and slow. His scent, taste, and everything Nathan hits me hard and I realize I still want him. Someone forgot to give my brain the no Nathan memo.
Jace’s words come back to me, screaming at me to pull away. I’m supposed to avoid this guy. He’s a dick. He’s horrible. But oh, God, he can kiss. I’m melting into my desires, my body sinking against him.
Nathan whispers in my ear, “I need a name. You have mine, but I don’t have yours.” I’m silent, lost in the kiss again as his lips move, tasting me and wanting more. “Please,” he says against my mouth.
“Kerry.” Suddenly shy, I can’t help but look down. When the silence is too much, I glance up to find him beaming.
“May I help you get ready, Kerry?” He asks in a sexy tone, kissing me again, letting his hands travel down my sides to my hips, before lifting them to my face. He pulls away, leaving me breathless.
I pause, because I should say no. This guy hurt me last time and the last thing I need is more emotional crap to wade through. Right now his affection feels real. I want it and saying no is the last thing I want. Nathan keeps his distance, waiting for me to decide. I want to feel his hands on me and I’m tired of thinking everything through. This thing with Nathan doesn’t have to be more than sex. Besides, he’s already seen me naked, and we’ve already done a lot more.
I make my decision, look up at him and nod, shucking my
t-shirt and falling into his arms. Nathan smiles before he covers me in little kisses, one on my neck, one on my shoulder, as he unfastens my bra and tosses it aside. Lowering himself to his knees, he unbuttons my jeans and pulls them down, pressing his lips to each hip after he does so. Staring at my little black lace panties, he stops. Putting his hands on my ass, he slips each palm under the thin fabric and pulls me to him. He presses his face to the V at the top of my legs and inhales deeply. The action makes me shiver and my knees go weak.
Nathan pulls off my panties and places them on my pile of clothes. He looks at the chaise and back at me. “Go lay down. And I’m going to say this now, because I thought I’d never get another chance with you—we have to stop. The class will be here soon and the university won’t approve of...” He trails off.
I smile. “I understand—no sex with the models.”
He laughs. “Yeah, and up until now that wasn’t really an issue. After tonight, it will be.”
“Ah, but I met you before my modeling career.”
“Thank God for small miracles. I knew you were a model. The night I met you, the way you sat so perfectly still—the radiance of your smile—you’re the type of woman that has to be drawn.”
I’m so flattered by his words I can’t speak. I lay on the couch on my side facing the empty easels. When Nathan comes over, he asks if he can move my ankle, then my wrist. He turns me so my back is to the desks and I’m leaning against the arm of the chaise, looking toward my feet, head tipped down.
He stands back, folding his arms over his chest, excited about the pose and about me. “Wait one second.” He disappears into the storeroom and comes back with a long skinny cloth and drapes it across my hips, letting the rest of the fabric pool on the floor. “You look perfect. It’s a full nude, but it’s classic and tasteful. Can I take a picture to show you?”
