I turn him down? It’s a win-win situation. He grabs my lower arm and when I turn, he has a card in his other hand. I just melted inside…contact…fuck!
“Stella, I want you to see my work. Check out my website before you come, see what I do. I want you to be comfortable. If you decide not to come, I understand. If you are good, then tomorrow at 11 am?” His eyes look concerned. God, he always looks me dead in the eye as if he’s searching for something in my face or expression.
“No, I’m an open girl,” I squeak out. Oh. My God. I’m. A. Giddy. Dork . With an amused expression, he shakes his head at me, and I follow him out of the kitchen. The view is perfect.
We are having a blast laughing, drinking and talking. Obviously, Pierce and Zoey sit together and Ty with Emily. I sit on the chaise with Jaxon at my feet. We are feeling no pain as everyone takes a turn as “bitch” grabbing up to six beers at a time. It’s Jaxon’s turn to, “beer us.” Zoey and I take advantage of the wait, and change into some comfy clothes. I pick some baby pink fleece pants, and a fitted hot pink cami. The red bra and cleavage is probably inappropriate, but my decision-making skills are diminishing. There is nobody to impress. The hot one is taken, Pierce is so off limits, and the adorable one feels like friend material. I’m not sure I want to attract him.
I rub my tired eyes as I walk down the hall. His scent is new to me, but when I bump into a chest, I am very aware who it is. Ty’s hands are so strong and warm as he grips my shoulders. Our bodies are pressed together for the briefest of moments. His chest and abs are rock hard, and his eyes pierce into mine. Then as we both run our eyes over each other’s facial features, I practically pant. My chest is heaving inappropriately, and then I snap out of it, realizing Emily could come around the corner and find me in a trance looking at her guy.
“Sorry,” Now I’m speechless. I feel his fingers knead into my muscles.
“No, I’m sorry, Stella. I should have been watching where I was going,” Ty’s voice is low. His eyes take in my features. When they land on my chest, I reluctantly step out of his hold and step around him. It sucks to have a taste of what his body feels like, because mine is fully heightened, and my skin is hot and in overdrive. One touch has me thinking I may need to go back to the bathroom because my panties flood with moisture.
I plop back down on the chaise with Zoey. We are almost dressed the same but she’s in black. She wraps her arms around my neck and slurs a whisper in my ear. “Are you excited to work with hot ass or what?” I don’t get a chance to answer. “He takes sexy pictures…we should get him to take sexy pics of us,” She pulls away and loudly says about five inches from my face, “But not together, separately,” Zoey slaps her hand over her mouth because that was not a whisper, at all. I almost fall off the chaise laughing. In fact, I feel myself falling and she grabs my arm. We can’t quit the giggles.
I grab her like she had me and whisper in her ear. “We should look at his website when they all leave,” I may be buzzed, but I know my loud mouth friend. She won’t be able to wait. She will do all my dirty work looking as if she’s the one interested, and not me. Ty comes back in the room. I can’t even look at him as he sits next to Emily.
Zoey’s wide eyes meet mine…consider it done. Wait for it… “Ty, what is your website called? We want to see some of your sexy pics!” She looks at me with a goofy ass grin. “Get the iPad, Stella,” I reach over her onto the floor with my ass in the air and grab my iPad off the charger. I open it up, ready to start a search.
A hand pushes my booty, “Move over and make room. I still love looking at his pictures. He’s a total artist.” Emily is pushing herself on to the chaise. We don’t need Ty, we have Emily. She takes control.
The website is a simple