Page 78 of Tell Me Something

“Now that’s hot.” The voice had to be Brian’s.

My face heated. Nothing like posing with an entire peanut gallery mere feet away lobbing comments.

The props people were still busy fussing with the table setup, so I opened the ring box to take a peek. “It’s absolutely gorgeous, isn’t it?” I said to no one in particular.

Will glimpsed at it and shrugged.

Admiring rings must be more of a girl thing. Confirming that thought, Sasha and Catherine came over to take a look.

“I have to get a peep, too. God, it’s even better in person. Exquisite,” Catherine said, and Sasha nodded.

Both Brian and Josh appeared uncomfortable when I glanced over. Then Bart called for the scene to start, and we were back to work.

“Great body language, you two. Haylee, do you think you can give him a kiss? Make sure the ring is visible on the side of his face,” Bart requested.

It was no hardship to kiss Will, but it was certainly awkward with Josh looking on. I noticed he stepped away the moment the shot was over.

The final scene before we broke for lunch was the bridal shower. For this I wore the pink Jean Desses dress in which I’d met Catherine. It was perfect for a fancy bridal shower. Lucy came in and changed out the diamonds while Gina put my hair back in a twist. She made the look subtle with nude lips and pastels.

“Okay, my dear, make sure we see the ring. Play with the bow and look like you’re excited about what’s in the box.”

I did a few more shots, some while sipping on a mimosa and others while holding up a lacy garment.

“Good, fantastic. That dress shows up well with that background,” Bart remarked. “Okay, that’s a wrap on this one.”

By lunchtime I was grateful we only had three scenes remaining. The lingerie scene was the first up, so I took my water and my fruit and regretfully stayed away from the sandwich and chips.

“Man, Haylee, is that all you’re eating?” Brian asked.

“You’d stick to fruit and water, too, if they were putting you in underwear for the next shot,” Sasha quipped.

He took it good-naturedly and gave me a wink.

I kept the robe on as long as possible before the next shot, but I had to remove it partially when the ring of diamonds was placed around my neck, all thirty-two carats of them. This was the most expensive piece and would set off the ice-blue ensemble in the scene for which I hoped Josh would not show up.

I was not in luck, as everyone was standing around mere feet from the bed, including my boss.

When Will took off his shirt and Gina gave him oil to set off his abs, I swear both Sasha and Catherine audibly gasped. I might have appreciated the view myself if my secret boyfriend hadn’t been watching me watch Will.

“All right, Will, sit up against the headboard. Haylee, you’re going to lie across his lap on your side. Light the candles, and let’s do this.” Bart instructed everyone to take their places.

I swallowed hard at the intimate shot we were about to do and dropped the robe, refusing to look at anyone in the room aside from Will. The problem was that his appreciative look made me blush two shades anyhow. “Stop,” I whispered, embarrassed.

“Sorry, you’re absolutely stunning,” he reassured me.

“Thanks.” I awkwardly tried to position myself. I was sure the pose would photograph well, but looking good in print and looking natural in real life were often two different things.

“Lean up more, Haylee. Good. Someone get her a magazine,” Bart called.

I did a scene flipping through it.

“Let me see both the engagement and wedding rings.”

They would be hard to miss, I thought, since I was wearing a four-carat solitaire and a band worth another two carats.

“Okay, you two. Will, stretch out on the bed, flex the abs. Yes, across the bed, and Haylee, I want you to be on your stomach facing me and up on your elbows reading the magazine. Good, but too much cleavage. Pull it up a little.”

Shit. I sat up and tugged at the corset, managing to catch Josh’s dark look before I got back into position.