Wicked Bad Boys
“he stuttered. “Amanda, wow. You look amazing!”
“Thanks,” I said, smiling. I stepped into the kitchen and grabbed a treat from the box sitting on the counter.
“More coffee?” He asked, gesturing at the empty cup in my hand.
I nodded, my mouth full of apple fritter. He poured me a fresh cup, added some cream, and pressed the warm mug back into my hand.
“Thank you.”
I gave him a once-over as I took the first scorching sip. He looked like he had just rolled out of bed, hair still rumpled and clothes wrinkled.
“You’re ready for today?” I asked.
“I’ve never done a couple’s shoot before. It could turn out to be pretty challenging,” he said.
“I’m sure we’ll be just fine.” I leaned against the counter and looked at him, still in slight disbelief I had turned down that smoking hot body on several occasions.
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