Zane is now available for everyone who wants to get into his filthy head. YAY!
For the first time since the incident, Zane wasn’t bothered to have skin on display. If his scars didn’t bother Maisie—if she wasn’t squicked out by photographing them—he wouldn’t be either.
Maisie circled around to the front of the desk and frowned. “Lean back a bit.” The shutter clicked as he complied. She circled around and took a few more pictures. She made that humming sound that drove him wild and cocked her head. “Can I position you a little?”
Zane felt like he’d won the fucking lottery. If she wanted to put her hands on him, he’d be more than happy to allow it. “Sure.”
Relieved his voice hadn’t come out an embarrassing croak, he held his breath as she set down the camera and knelt. Fuuucccck. Having her on her knees was his new favorite fantasy. Holy hell, was she taking off his shoes?
“What are you doing?” he managed.
She didn’t look away from his feet as she pulled off his other shoe and tucked it under her desk. “Jeans and bare feet are sexy as hell.”
[show-book title=”Dead Sexy”]
Make sure you visit Christi to see what she’s sharing from her WIP… Christi Snow.
Until next week!
mmm, a sexy photoshoot…LOVE it!
There’s more than one in this book, isn’t there? *high five*