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“Okay, okay.” I step back to close the door, but Chance tries to weasel his way in. Julius stops him.

“No, Chance. I know you’re just as curious as I am, but no.” I laugh, and he smirks at me.

“See you in a few.” I close the door and lean against the back of it.

Am I really going to do this? I’m still surprised that I asked him to take pictures of me. I don’t regret it, but I am questioning it now because I’m chicken shit. His idea is a little wild. I made him promise he won’t show anybody the photos. Not even Daisy. It’s too private for me. He’s not pushing—he says I only need to take off as much as I’m comfortable with. But I’m not a model who doesn’t care how much skin is showing.

I inhale deeply.Okay. You can do this!

My heart is pounding. I wrap the robe tightly around me and exit the bathroom. My heart melts when I see Chance all curled up in a little bed sleeping, his new bone tucked under his chin. I was wondering if he’d be prancing around while Julius took the pictures. It would’ve been kind of awkward.

The hardwood floor of the studio feels cool against my feet. The AC is blasting, but I don’t think I’ll be cooled off any time soon. Julius is busy positioning a spotlight near the rug. His back is toward me and I don’t think he’s heard me. He’s still shirtless, which I love. How am I going to control myself when he’s half-naked and I’ll be fully naked with just a white sheet wrapped around me?

I suddenly need a drink with a lot of alcohol in it. Should I ask for one?No, Skylar!Confidence is all you need!

“Hey. I’m ready when you are.” I bob back and forth on my heels.

“Give me a second. This light doesn’t want to cooperate. Usually my assistants take care of this stuff.” He steps back and looks it over. “That’ll work.” He glances my way, then stands up straight. I shove my restless hands into the pockets of the robe. “Mmm. Perfect.”

I ruffle my hair. “You sure? Is my hair okay?”

He lifts his hand in my direction. “Stop! Don’t touch it. I want it… I want you just the way you are right now. Are you sure you’re ready?”

I nod. It’s now or never.

“Great. Here’s the satin sheet. I’ll show you what I need you to do, then I’ll leave you to get into position. When you’re ready, just yell my name.”

I’d rather be yelling your name for another reason.

He explains how I should wrap the white sheet around my body, covering only the intimate parts. I think he wants to help me, but he’s afraid to touch me. Keeping this session professional won’t be easy for either of us. And he doesn’t even know yet that I’ve decided to go naked under the sheet. Where this boldness is coming from is beyond me. I mean, I’m pretty confident most of the time, but this situation has broken down all my barriers. And I’m as vulnerable as I feel.

He leaves the room and I follow his instructions. It takes a few times to get situated the way he described in the middle of the sheepskin rug. Finally, I’ve got the sheet wrapped around my chest and my lower abdomen, coming up from behind. It covers a bit of my hip while revealing most of my upper thigh and the rest of my leg. Then it goes between my legs, just covering my private area. I feel very sexy and Greek goddess-like, but I should probably wait until I see the pictures before I say that aloud.

I find a comfortable position and prop my head on my right hand. I spread my left hand out on the rug in front of me for support. “Julius, I’m ready,” I call. My heart pounds in my throat. I realize I can’t see the doorway.

The doorknob jiggles, then I hear the door open and close. The sound of his bare feet on the floor resonates within the fairly empty room. Silence. I look up to find him staring at me. His eyes are practically black, and his jaw is clenched. I want to tell him I know how he feels because this is probably the most sexual thing I’ve ever done… and it isn’t meant to be. Or is it? But knowing that I’m naked under this sheet is such a turn-on for me.

His sizzling gaze practically burns my skin. “You looked perfect in a simple robe, but you look even better wrapped up in a sheet. Just to let you know, normally I don’t take pictures of faces, only bodies. This time I’d like to take pictures of your face too. Is that okay with you?”

“Yes, but I’m going to be clear. These pictures are for us, and nobody else is allowed to see them. If they’re just of my face, I don’t care. Anything else is for our eyes only.”

“I promise. I don’t want to share,” he says firmly.

“You don’t want to share the photos… orme?” I say with a sultry voice, pushing my hair over my shoulder so it exposes my neck.

Chapter 18

Julius

My gaze wanders over her voluptuous body as I drink her in. She appears to be naked under the sheet.Really?I’m both surprised and thrilled. There’s no hint of underwear peeking out and her pebbled nipples don’t try to hide. I don’t know how I’m going to manage to control myself and keep my head on straight. My restraint is ready to snap like one of her rubber bands.

“You are one of a kind, Sky. Sharing is out of the question.” She’s never told me she’s mine, but I can’t help but feel possessive of her. I just found her. I’ll be damned if someone takes her away from me.

“Good answer,” she purrs. “I don’t like to share either.” She flashes me a sexy smile, then lowers her head and rests it on her outstretched arm. Simply perfect.I’m a dead man.

I bought this rug for her, to do this exact thing. I didn’t know if I’d ever get to speak to her again, but I was hoping I was wrong. I’ve never felt such need or want toward a woman… ever.

Time for business. “Sky, don’t move. That’s the perfect position to start with. Let me check the lighting, and we’ll begin. The light throws off heat, so hopefully the room will warm up for you.”

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