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Arianna nods. "Yeah, don't let Killian hear you say that either."
It takes a few minutes until the men declare that the small space is safe, and Arianna points, "Out you go. Sorry, guys. This is private business."
They shake their heads but they're grinning. I think they like Arianna and me, despite trying not to show it. They step into the hallway, and we shut the door.
"I'm Marsha, by the way," the photographer states, holding out her hand.
I shake it. "I'm Maeve, and this is Arianna."
"Well, you two are going to be beautiful to shoot. The changing room is over there." She points to a door. "And we can use whatever space in the apartment you'd like to get our shots. So why don't you wear whatever outfit you feel most comfortable in to start?"
My butterflies flutter. "Okay," I agree.
Marsha says, "Oh, one more question. Are we shooting you ladies together or separately?"
"Separately," Arianna and I both say at the same time.
"Okay. Just didn't know if you two were lovers."
"Nope. Just besties," Arianna announces and puts her arm around my shoulders. "And Maeve's life is so much better since I introduced her to fashion and boudoir shoots. Isn't that right, Maeve?"
I roll my eyes. "Yes, Arianna. That's correct."
She giggles and takes her arm away from me. We enter the changing room, and I put on the black teddy and the Louboutin heels. I turn around, and Arianna's in the same thing.
"Really?" I ask.
She laughs. "Yeah. These are awesome and amazing. Besides, no one's going to see them besides Killian and Tynan. They're not going to know we wore the same thing."
I laugh some more. "Okay, then. We're going to be twinsies, I guess."
We walk into the other room, and for the next few hours, we get our pictures taken in those outfits and several more. Arianna and I go to dinner and then her driver drops me back off at Tully's.
I walk into the mansion and go to his office. I knock on the door, saying, "Hey."
He looks up, and cigar smoke swirls around him. He smiles and asks, "Hey, Maeve. How are ya?"
"I'm good. I have a question."
"Well, come in." He points to the sofa.
My nerves fill my belly. I sit.
He comes over and sits beside me, questioning, "What's going on?"
I blurt out, "Are ya keeping Tynan in Ireland longer?"
Surprise fills his expression. "No. Why do ya think that?"
"I'm not trying to be disrespectful. I'm just wondering."
"I promise ya I'm not keeping him there. Why do you think I am?"
I admit, "He's there more than I thought he'd be. Isn't there anything you can do to help him wrap up his business so he doesn't have to go anymore?"
Tully's lips twitch. "Nope. I'm sorry, but I can't. I've done all I can at this point. He's got to do what he's got to do."
"Surely ya can help some more," I argue.
