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“Boys,” the coach says in a low growl. “Let’s get back to work, shall we?”
As a bunch of them wave, a few bowing toward me, they eventually skate off and go back to pretending I’m not here as I try to look for the best angles for certain shots.
I’d be fine with any hockey player ignoring me. Any of them besides Brody, that is.
For whatever reason, something between us has shifted. And that shift made him angry. But despite what he might think he wants, I’m not giving up on him. I just might need to give him some time to cool off for a few days—that’s all.
Hearing my phone ping, I pull it out of my pocket and frown as I look at the text from Sebastian.
Sebastian: The photos were great last time. So hot. But we need a few more shots for the website. After this, we should be all set for at least a month. If you’re free tomorrow, we need them fast.
Me: I’m out of class at one. Is it just individual shots? Or…
Holding my breath, I pray he writes back that it’s only me he needs photos of.
Sebastian: No. Just sent Brody the same message. As hot and heavy as the two of you were during the last shoot, I’m surprised he’s not standing next to you. You aren’t fooling me.
Sebastian: 3:00 tomorrow. This shoot will be done somewhere else. I’ll send you the address shortly.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I curse inwardly.
Me: Okay. See you then.
As I get ready to leave, I look out at the ice one more time.
This is going to be one frosty photo shoot.
18
Brody
This whole trying to be indifferent with Bria and knowing I need to set a boundary, it’s the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. Practicing self-control when it comes to someone like her…for-fucking-get it.
I only am as strong as my willpower allows me to be. And with her this close, I have zero.
I know that if I kiss her jaw or drag my tongue down her neck, her nipples will harden. And I know that if I give her ass a slap, it will earn me a moan. Or the fact that if I grab her hair and give it a yank…she’ll want more.
Such a dirty girl.
But until she and I revisit our rules, I can’t be doing any of it. I see the way she looks at me. Christ, my friends see the way she looks at me. She’s falling. Or she thinks she is. She doesn’t know any better. She probably thinks I’m a decent guy. Too bad I’m not.
Someone like her sees the good in all situations. Thinks there’s magic and unicorns even though she’s lived through hell. Even if I did deserve her, which I don’t, I’d never be enough.
“Where the fuck is the couple from the last shoot?” Sebastian yells, pulling his phone away from his mouth. “The one that was clearly waiting to jump each other’s bones once the camera was off.”
“I don’t know.” Bria glares at me. “Ask the big guy here.”
“What the hell do you want, Sebastian? Me to pull my dick out and fuck her for you all to see?” I roar, feeling my body stiffen. “We’re not making a porno; we’re taking pictures of fucking underwear.”
“Shut up,” Bria growls, tipping her chin up as she sits on my lap. “Stop being a dick.” Her voice is low and sexy.
And even though I’m trying to fight it, I’m losing this battle. Hard.
Sebastian hangs up the phone with whoever he was talking to, telling them we suck today. And then he and the photographer go in the corner and start whispering.
“I don’t know what your problem is, but I signed a contract, and I’m delivering what I promised.” Her nostrils flare. “So, you can either take these pictures or I’ll demand another one of their models.”
“No, you won’t,” I snap. “Not unless you want to be the reason some poor bastard never walks again.”
