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“Not as good as the snacks and drinks I’ve lined up for us,” Penn said. “Nothing is too extravagant for the future Mrs. Vaughn. I expensed it all.”
“Oh, gee thanks, Penn,” Carson Kelly drawled down at them from the landing on the second floor. Veronica recognized her from the grand opening of the farm a few weeks earlier. Hair and makeup for the photo shoot had obviously been set up somewhere in the house—she appeared radiant with red lips and pink cheeks; her brown hair had been curled and hung past her shoulders. “I’m going to have to listen to Neil’s grousing.”
Being engaged to the man who handled all the Madewood company finances, Carson would be the first to hear the freak-out when Penn’s receipts came across Neil’s desk.
Penn winked. “Better you than me.”
Veronica made the introductions. “This is my friend Madison. Madison, this is Sterling, Penn, Carson, and—”
“Forgive me,” Sterling said. “These are my sisters, Surrey and Sydney.”
They were identical twins. If one hadn’t had her hair up in a ponytail, Veronica knew she wouldn’t be able to tell them apart all day.
“So, how exactly is this going to work?” she asked as they followed Sterling toward the staircase.
“I figured we could use one guest bedroom for the photos and one as the dressing room,” Sterling said. “And we’ve set up the library as our lounge.”
“That’s perfect.” Madison handed Veronica the camera bag from her shoulder. “I have a few more cases and equipment in the car.”
“We’ll help you,” one of the young girls said as they went with her back outside.
Veronica followed the other ladies up to the second floor, into the most elaborate home library she’d ever seen. Bookshelves lined two of the four walls, and a massive oak desk sat straight ahead in front of three large windows. On the desk, champagne and sodas were chilling in ice buckets, and a selection of hors d’oeuvres, cheese, and fruit filled the rest of the tabletop. She really wished Ali could have made the trip home from school to enjoy this afternoon.
Penn lifted a magnum out of the ice bucket. “Let’s get this party started, shall we?”
Thirty minutes later, Veronica had put the finishing touches on her makeup. Her hair had been styled to resemble Greta Garbo. Her lips were bright red with no shine. Wrapped in a fluffy towel over her selected skimpy lingerie, she was stage-ready—minus the sparkles. She kind of missed the sparkles.
“Oh, my God. I think I’m going to be a lingerie model! That was so fun.” Penn raced into the room and flashed a huge grin. “I need to go change into my second outfit.” She hurried past them, her ass and breasts bouncing along with her.
“V, you’re up,” Madison yelled from the bedroom.
Veronica gripped the towel at her breasts and took a deep breath. If she could stand on stage naked in front of a live audience, she could have her picture taken. Besides, why was she so nervous? Madison was the photographer.
She tiptoed into the room and closed the door. Madison smiled. “There’s my little guinea pig.”
And that’s exactly what Veronica was. In exchange for Madison offering unlimited hours as photographer for the other women in the next room, Veronica had agreed her own photos could be used in Madison’s portfolio.
“Whip off the towel and let’s get to work. I want you on your knees in the middle of the bed.”
Heat overwhelmed Veronica at the memory of Finn’s exact command.
She let the towel drop to the floor and followed Madison’s instructions.
“Don’t you think it’s funny that you’re wearing a thong and a bustier and I can actually say I’ve seen you even more naked?”
Veronica laughed. “It seems our friendship was born from nakedness.”
After five minutes, she had maneuvered into three different poses and Madison seemed to get more excited with every click of the camera.
They had migrated from the bed to the chaise longue in the corner of the room and she was spread out, her legs kicked up over the side.
“Stick out your boobs,” Madison directed. “You have to— Yes, like that.” She brought the camera to her eye and clicked. “Boudoir is all about exaggeration.”
Pulling the camera away from her face, Madison clicked through her last few shots, cocking her head to the side. Then she looked at Veronica again. “Try to find the light every time you move.” She waved her hand to the left. “Turn your face, yes.”
One thing Veronica seemed to be good at naked was following orders. She’d learned that the moment Finn had demanded she remove her clothes the first time.
“V, you are so photogenic it makes me sick.”
