Turning on my heels, I got the hell out of there before I did something stupid to embarrass myself.
Chapter 16
Gabe
I wanted this fucking photoshoot to be over. We were actually on shoot number two for the day, and my patience was wearing thin. Eli had come to the shoot to meet a potential sponsor, but then got a phone call and rushed out of the room.
Yet another issue I’d have to speak with him about. He couldn’t blow off sponsors if he wanted them to sign him. That talk would happen after his exhibition on Friday night.
“Is there anything else I can do for you, Wolf?” a feminine voice asked. The same woman who had the job of keeping me oiled up for this shoot was back in my damn face.
I shook my head. “No.”
Though my voice left no room for misinterpretation, she lifted on her tiptoes and pressed her hand against my chest. “Are you sure? This photoshoot is just about over. I can help you wash off all of that oil,” she whispered in my ear. She lowered and let out a giggle.
That was the last straw. I’d put up with her unwanted advances for the past three hours. I was done.
I grabbed her hand and lowered my head until my mouth was close to her ear. “We’re done with this shoot, so keep your damn hands to yourself. There’s only one woman who can do anything for me tonight, and it sure as fuck isn’t you.”
I released her hand and looked at the photographer. “Are we done here?”
“Don’t you want to see the photos we got?”
“Later.”
He nodded.
I moved over to the side where my jeans and T-shirt were. I happened to glance up and spotted Lena
“Lena,” I called to get her attention.
She blinked, but again, she didn’t look at me. Instead, she spun on her heels and headed for the door.
I didn’t like that ghosted expression on her face or the way she ignored me. I jogged across the room and brushed past the photographer’s staff to get to Lena.
“Hey.” I stopped her, pulling her arm from behind to get her to turn around and look at me.
“Don’t touch me.” She snatched her arm back.
“What the hell is the problem?” I asked, my anger rising for reasons I didn’t know.
“You’re my damn problem,” she yelled before trying to storm off again.
“Hell no,” I growled, matching her ire. I didn’t know what her issue was, but I wasn’t about to let her get away from me so easily. At this point, I was tired of her running from me.
“Oh my God,” she yelled as I hoisted her ass over my shoulder.
When we reached the elevators, I punched in the number to our floor. “Calm your ass down.”
“I’ll show you calm as soon as you put me down,” she said through what sounded like clenched teeth.
That got a chuckle out of me.
“What are you laughing at? This isn’t funny,” Lena continued.
“What’s funny,” I answered once I stepped onto the elevator, “is you thinking you were about to run off on some tantrum.”
“I was going up to my room.”
