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He moves his hand up to run it through his hair but stops, knowing he can’t mess it up. “I do, it’s just… I never get you alone anymore.”
I try not to smile but fail miserably.
There’s a knock on the door. Cooper opens the door and a woman in her forties flies through. She’s got short red hair, black-rimmed glasses, and probably weighs not much more than a hundred pounds.
“Here’s the wardrobe for the next set of shots.” She hands him a small piece of clothing.
Cooper looks at it, then unfolds it to show a pair of boxer briefs. “What is this?”
“The new line. Didn’t they tell you when they booked you?” the woman asks before leaving.
“Jagger!” Cooper shouts.
Jagger joins us in the room, Bradley in tow. “What’s up?”
Cooper holds up the briefs. “Since when do I model underwear?”
“Since the people paying you are expanding their brand. We discussed this on the way here, and you said you were up for whatever.”
“Excuse me.” The little red-haired woman peeks her head in the door. She points at me. “Can I talk to you?”
“Sure.”
I walk out, everyone watching me and looking as confused as I feel. I’m assuming she’s just going to ask me to win Cooper over about the underwear.
“I’m sorry he’s being difficult. He’ll make up his mind and?—”
“Have you ever modeled?” she asks, interrupting me.
I laugh. “Modeled? Um… no. Unless you count the candid picture in my university medical program brochure, and if you’d seen it, you’d know that I do not photograph well.”
“The model we had set up today to shoot with Cooper had to fly home to a sick relative unexpectedly this morning. And the clients are eager to get this new line of underwear out.”
My eyes widen. “I’m sorry, I am not going to model in my underwear.”
“You won’t be just standing there. There’s a robe for you to walk out on set in, and you’ll be under the covers beside Cooper. I thought since he wasn’t thrilled about it, maybe doing it with his girlfriend would make him more comfortable.”
I chuckle. “I’m not his girlfriend. Just a friend.”
“Best friend, and Jagger says I have no choice but to do this.” Cooper, who must have been eavesdropping, walks over to us. “Please, Elle.”
The red-haired woman smiles at me, probably thinking his magic dimples will do the trick.
“Do you have any idea what you’re asking of me?” I cross my arms.
“I’ll give you two a minute, but just in case, you’re all set up in that dressing room.” She points at the one next to Cooper’s.
I shake my head violently, but Cooper takes my hands. “I just want this over with, and if I have to do an underwear photo shoot, I’d rather it be with you.”
I ignore the way my tummy feels fuzzy when he says that.
“I want the Corvette,” I say, knowing he’d never give me the car he rebuilt with his dad. I don’t really want it, but I want him to understand how big a favor he’s asking.
“No fucking way. Ask for something else.”
I think long and hard. “A vacation then. Beach. Privacy.”
He nods. “Done.”
