“Turns out I was wrong.” Mira shook her head. “And those videos of you,andthe ones with Van, had the team over at Euphoria drooling at the idea of working with you together.”
“Together?” I asked, my heart thumping at the thought of—
“Yes. The Sinful Allurecampaign would feature you and Kelly in the shots together, modeling their latest underwear line.”
“Shut the hell up.”
Mira chuckled and braced her hands on the desk. “Oh, I don’t think you want me to do that. Not yet. Don’t you want to know the ballpark offer they threw out? You know, to see if you’re interested.”
“Yes, we do,” I said without a second thought.
“Van, half a mil. Kelly? They want to offer you a quarter.”
Damn.I hadn’t been thinking anything close to that number. One look at the bewildered expression on Kelly’s face and I knew he was still trying to make sense of what he’d just heard.
“I’m sorry.” He blinked a couple of times, and Mira puffed up her chest like a proud peacock. She knew she’d just knocked him on his ass. “Did you just say—”
“That Euphoria wants to pay you two hundred and fifty thousand dollars to pose with your boyfriend in their underwear? Yes, that’s exactly what I said. So, you interested?”
A shocked kind of laugh rose up out of Kelly as he looked at me, then a bright smile full of joy and wonder crossed his lips as we both turned back to Mira and said, “Where do we sign?”
A LITTLE WHILE later, Kelly and I walked out of the agency in a blissful haze, and for once it had nothing to do with taking our clothes off. Well, not yet, anyway.
“Did that really just happen?” Kelly said as he pulled me into his arms and kissed me right there on the bustling New York sidewalk.
“It did. You, Kelly Sinclair, are about to be a working model for Euphoria. How does that feel?”
He tipped his head back, laughing into the late afternoon sun. “Un-fucking-believable. That’s how it feels.”
I kissed along his jaw until he looked back down at me, his eyes shining with pleasure as he recaptured my mouth and took a nice long taste of my lips.
“Seriously. I feel like I’ve won the damn lottery. I have ever since the moment you walked into my life.”
I swallowed, trying not to let my emotions get the better of me, not when Kelly was looking at me like I’d hung the moon.
“Donovan,” he whispered, and traced my lower lip with his thumb. “I don’t want to be with anyone else anymore.”
The words were so unexpected that I almost forgot I’d been waiting to hear them. But as he stared into my eyes, I realized they were the final words I needed to make this moment perfect.
“I was going to tell you tonight. That’s why I invited you over for dinner. But then this happened, and I…I couldn’t go another minute with you thinking I was conflicted over leaving my job with Xes.”
“Are you sure?”
He brushed his nose against mine. “I’ve never been more sure about anything.”
I threw my arms around his neck and pressed smacking kisses up his cheek to his ear. “I promise you won’t regret it.”
“Oh? And how you gonna to do that?
“Well, how about I promise that we can make a video for ourselves…once a month?”
Kelly let out a booming laugh as he took my hand and guided me over to where Scotty had just pulled up in the van.
“I think I could get on board with that. I’ll go see Rafferty tomorrow and let him know he’s going to have to find a new hot couple to take our place.”
“Aw, poor Rafferty. I almost feel sorry for him. But maybe we could offer our assistance if he ever needs help in coming up with story ideas.”
“I’ll be sure to mention it.”