The heat between this curvy model and an infamous photographer will melt the camera. But will it lead to forever?
I may own a modeling agency, but it's been a long time since I was in front of the camera.
Until I was named one of Le CRV Magazine's Women of the Year.
The infamous photographer, silver fox and certified grump, Sage Grimes, is in charge of the photoshoot.
He makes me want to come alive for him...in more ways than one.
He asked for one night. I agreed.
But I think I made a mistake.
The night hasn't even ended, and I'm already hooked.
A photographer's role is to capture his subjects.
But we're not supposed to want to keep them for ourselves.
Except that's exactly what I want to do with Trinity Larsen.
I never expected to fall this hard and fast for that beautiful smile.
Asking for one night was a mistake.
Forever is where I should have started.
Because she's leaving in the morning, and I'm not ready to let her go.
Is it too late to change the rules of our agreement?
When this curvy model decides to give it up to a growly older man, she falls hard and fast for his bossy ways. Will one steamy night be the start of forever? If you enjoy steamy-sweet short instalove reads, boss babes, and a little bit of risk, you'll love Trinity and Sage! Model Behavior is part of the Le CRV series.
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Excerpt from Model Behavior:
"Right there," Sage says. "Don't move, baby girl."
I freeze exactly where I am, holding the accidental pose. He keeps calling me that. I never imagined such a simple pet name could sound so sexy. But I love the way he says it. Hell, who am I kidding? I've known him for a matter of hours and there's nothing about him I don't like.
He snaps several more photos and then lowers his camera.
I stay in position, waiting for his cue that I'm free to move around.
His eyes come to me, one corner of his lip lifting. "Vanna will love these," he says, holding out a hand to me. "Come here and look."
I obediently cross the rooftop on bare feet to stand next to him. He wraps his hand around my wrist, tugging me closer to him. The heat of his body sears into me. He's burning hot, a veritable inferno. I catch myself swaying toward him and lock my knees to keep from pressing up against his body.
He holds the camera up, allowing me to see the photos he just took.
"Oh, wow," I whisper, staring at the small screen. The pool is at my feet with the city at my back. My expression is heated, my lips slightly parted. I look like I just had sex or want to have sex. I'm not sure. But the pictures are good. "I look…"
"You look sexy as hell," Sage murmurs, turning his head to look at me.
"Thank you," I whisper, my cheeks heating at the compliment.
"What were you thinking about?"
You thrusting between my lips.
"N-nothing," I lie.
I shake my head.
"Liar," he whispers, moving his face closer to me so Gabby can't hear what he says. "You whimpered right before I took this photo, Trinity."
Oh my god.
"I didn't," I gasp quietly.
"You did." His warm breath hits my neck, his beard tickling my skin. "You were thinking naughty thoughts. Were they about me, sweet lamb?"
"Liar," he says again, his voice a gruff purr that liquefies my insides. "But that's all right. You'll tell me what you were thinking about before the day is over."
Nichole Rose writes filthy, feel-good romance for curvy readers. Her books feature headstrong, sassy women and the alpha males who consume them. From grumpy detectives to country boys with attitude to instalove and over-the-top declarations, nothing is off-limits.