His gaze dropped, he clenched his jaw, and when he looked up, she knew he’d seen her body’s reaction to him.His eyes darkened.
Mesmerized, she licked her suddenly dry lips.
He inhaled sharply and put a hand out to touch her cheek.
“You are exquisite,” he whispered, before stepping back.
He took his camera from the stand.“Take it off,” he said gruffly.
As if in a trance, she complied.He stared transfixed.Someone shouted in the distance, and he lifted his camera.He started clicking away, and her body moved without any direction from him.
Somewhere, a voice was telling her she was supposed to lie down so that she was covered in sand but the voice was very far away.Besides, she wasn’t interested in listening to it anyway.
“Lie down,” Darryn eventually said, his voice hoarse.
She sank down and stretched out on her tummy.And while the sun was setting, the waves crashing behind them, her body moved to the beat of her heart.
“Okay, that’s it,” he finally said and lifted his head.He picked up her top and, holding out his hand, he helped her up.
She pulled the top over her head.
“I want to see you tonight.”
She didn’t even think about refusing.“Yes.”
“Room?”
“Twenty-two.
“Eight?”
“Yes.”
His smile was devastating.Her knees nearly buckled.
“Good,” he said and walked back to his camera stand.
The next minute, the rest of the crew surrounded them and everyone was talking and asking questions.Hannah floated back to the hotel, walking on air, her heart still hammering away.
She never dated photographers, never went out with them.It was a decision she made when she’d started.But there was no way she was saying no to Darryn Cavallo.
“Hi Hannah,” a voice said behind her, and she put on a fake smile before she looked over her shoulder.
“Hi,” she tried to hold the smile but continued walking.
Stephen White gave her the willies.He was also a photographer, and she loathed working with him.He leered and was forever creeping up on her, brushing against her, and trying to get her to go out with him.She’d tried to be nice; she didn’t want to antagonize anyone, but he was really beginning to be a pest.
Apparently, she wasn’t the only model to feel this way about him.She’d made up her mind that if he tried to touch her inappropriately one more time, she was going to lodge a formal complaint.
“Why in such a hurry?”he said and grabbed her arm.
She sharply pulled back her arm.“I have a date tonight,” she said and turned to leave.
He swore viciously.She ignored him and walked as quickly as she could toward the doors of the hotel.
“Do you honestly think you’ll be the first model Darryn sleeps with?”he shouted after her, but she just kept on walking.
What a horrible, creepy man!She shuddered as she stepped into the elevator.She had no illusions about Darryn and knew this would be a one-night stand.But it also would be one night she’d never forget.
