Page 11 of Falling for Them

“So perfect.” Carter moved around and captured Ethan from different vantage points, including some where he squatted and took them from a lower angle. “Libby, let’s get you in there with your fae prince.”

“Uh, what?” I’d barely processed what he was asking me to do before Ethan pushed off the wall and grabbed my hand, yanking me toward him with a little too much enthusiasm.

I smacked into him, my free hand settling on his chest. What the fuck was happening? How did I suddenly get roped into a photoshoot and why was my body erupting with goosebumps?

“Turn so she’s against the wall and lean into her with your arm braced above her.”

Did Carter know all the things that made women swoon? He was having way too much fun with this.

I felt hot and flustered as Ethan grinned like this was the best day of his life. He moved me against the wall and my knees went a little wobbly from the way he was looking down at me. The look he was giving me was intense.

“Ethan,” I breathed, my hands pressing into the bricks behind me as he leaned his face even closer to mine.

“Now, tuck her hair behind her ear and cup her jaw. Fuck, yes. Perfect.” Carter sounded like he was about to have a picture orgasm or something.

Ethan’s touch made me shiver, and I bit my lip to stifle the whimper that so badly wanted to escape. I hadn’t felt like this around Ethan… ever.

Was he going to kiss me? If Carter told him to, would he? Would I let him?

Ethan’s touch was gentle as his hand moved to the side of my neck, and he pulled my lip away from my teeth with his thumb. His thumb hovered right below my lip, and his brows pinched as a look of contemplation swept over his face.

I wanted to duck away from him, but at the same time, I couldn’t move. My heart raced as I waited to see what he would do next.

He deserved an Academy Award for this performance. There was no ignoring how my skin tingled, and how my body had reacted to his touch. The rain the night before must have washed away all my common sense.

Or I just craved the intimacy.

“What the hell are you three doing?”

Leo’s voice was like a bucket of ice water, and I jumped, my brain switching back on.

Ethan pushed away from the wall, his fingers lingering for a second before he spun around. “Leo. What an unpleasant interruption.”

Leo looked pissed, and I wished I could vanish into thin air. There was this weird twisting sensation in my stomach again, and I didn’t know why I felt like I’d been caught doing something wrong.

Only maybe I had since we were right in the middle of an event. I’d let myself get swept up in the excitement of the photos and completely lost my mind.

Carter took some pictures of Leo, ignoring the way he was glowering at him. “This brooding asshole look is romance cover-worthy. I can probably get two or three grand for one of these pictures.”

The thought of Leo being on the cover of a billionaire or enemies to lovers romance made me irrationally possessive. “No one would read a book with him on the cover.”

Lies. All lies. And if it was him in the underwear he had on the night before? Instant bestseller.

“Gee, thanks.”

Was that hurt that crossed his face? NowIfelt like an asshole.

Carter lowered his camera. “If it were monster romance, people would buy it like crazy.”

Leo lunged for Carter, who ran away, laughing his ass off. Either Leo was very unprofessional, or they knew each other outside of work. There was this air of familiarity between the two of them, and it was doubtful Leo would chase an employee like that. But then again, last night, he’d shared a bed with me.

“Well, this has been an interesting morning. I say we ditch Dumb and Dumber, get lunch, and go shopping.” Ethan took my hand and started walking toward the sidewalk.

I wasn’t a stranger to holding hands with him, but this time, it felt different after the weird photoshoot. With my emotions all over the place from everything else, I was probably reading too much into everything. “We’ll have a quick lunch with them and then go shopping.”

Ethan sighed dramatically. “If that’s what you want.”

I looked up at him as we stopped on the sidewalk. His jaw was clenched, which I didn’t think I’d ever seen him do. “What’s wrong?”

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