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specific."
    "Doesn’t sound like a lot of fun."

    Drew reached for the rest of his clothes. "It's more work for the other models.
    Kevin and Teak arrived in Montana a couple days ago to shoot with the other guys."
    "Why?"
    "My schedule doesn't allow me to be there the whole time." Drew pulled up his pants and zipped them. "And I don't need to be there that long, anyway. Kevin already knows which shots he wants me in and with which models. It's pretty straightforward, actually."
    "What are they like?"
    Drew unfolded his green, uniform shirt and slipped it on. "Teak is very sexy, funny, and is a calming force when we're working. Sometimes Kevin can really get wound up trying to capture exactly what he's envisioning. The thing is, we're not plants or bugs. When he's photographing nature, he understands the take-it-or-leave-it reality.
    We try to deliver, but we're really just a bunch of good-looking amateurs. We can only try to emulate what he wants. But other than that, Kevin is really a great guy. Smart, generous, and so damn talented." He enunciated the last three words, not concealing his envy one bit.
    Kyle put his hands behind his head. "Do you ever get jealous of him with Teak?
    You two were lovers."
    Drew shrugged. "Not really. Teak and I had our time together. It wouldn't have lasted even if the crap about Luis hadn't happened." He tucked in his shirt and buckled his belt. "I'm glad they found each other. They're very good together. I bet they'll never split."
    Drew gathered up his clothes from last night, folded them, and put them in his bag.
    "Do you want me to make some coffee before you leave?"
    "That would be great. I need to finish up in the bathroom."
    Kyle threw off the sheet and got out of bed.

    His ripped body stirred Drew's imagination and desire. As Kyle left the bedroom and Drew stared at his muscled ass, he couldn't help wondering why he'd never felt this strongly about Kyle before.

Chapter Six
    Drew fell asleep almost as soon as the plane took off for Kalispell, Montana.
    After the flight attendant asked him to put his seat in the upright position, Drew stretched his legs as best he could in the narrow aisle. Sleeping in the cramped seat left his still-tender back in knots.
    Grumpy was the prevailing expression on the faces of those walking to the baggage claim area. With his comrades in misery, Drew stepped onto the escalator leading to the baggage claim area. He spotted Sapphire, waiting with a limo driver.
    Drew tried not to laugh, but couldn't help himself.
    Sapphire looked a lot more like Dale Evans than Roy Rogers this morning. He wore a teal Western shirt covered in long, silver fringe. Red roses were embroidered on the pockets. A wide belt with a flashy, silver buckle held up jeans that looked painted-on. The red scarf around his neck matched his boots. An ash-blond wig completed Sapphire's outfit.
    Drew could only imagine what the cowboy standing next to Sapphire thought when he first laid eyes on him. Dressed in black, formal Western wear, the driver looked as though he couldn't wait to put a few states between himself and Sapphire. Of course, it didn't help matters when Sapphire chattered like an excited child about everything.
    He sniggered again.
    Sapphire waved to him with all the theatrics of a Broadway performer. He hurried to the bottom of the escalator, while grinning at Drew like he was a long-lost son.

    He'd gotten used to Sapphire over the past few years. When the Woodlands Collection took off, Kevin had hired Sapphire away from a large modeling agency in Minneapolis. He mother-henned everyone, but the results were worth all the fuss.
    Thanks to Sapphire, Kevin's models look put together in an understated, sexy way that attracted men and women. In other words, he helped bring in the cash.
    Sapphire barely let Drew get off the escalator before gathering him into his arms.
    "Drew, baby, how are you?" He pulled back and gave Drew a critical once-over.
    "You look very hot."
    Drew