Yes to Everything by Shayne McClendon Read Free Book Online Page B

sang and made ice cream as if there weren’t seven people waiting.
    Not that any of those people looked impatient. Most of the crew were city-dwellers and the simple scene was both lovely and heart-warming. Brooke’s beauty was stamped on her siblings and the love between them was obvious.
    Vaughn never stopped shooting, backing up to get the brothers on the rail and Jackson on the other side. He zoomed in on the brothers’ faces, noting how they watched her. He figured they were the most photogenic people he’d shot in a long time. When the song ended, she accepted kisses from the girls and Jackson came to take her place. “Let me change.”
    “Actually, Brooke, if I promise to be discreet, can you stay in what you’re wearing?” She sighed and nodded with an air of resignation. He headed toward the hay field and gestured for the three of them to follow. The brothers hopped the railing after Brooke did and Vaughn’s crew followed with a small scaffold they’d assembled.
    Finding a uniform section of clean, golden hay, Vaughn held out his hand to Brooke and she took it. “Please, lie on your back.” Snorting, she did and watched as makeup and hair people came to fuss over her for about thirty seconds before stepping away. “Yeah, I didn’t think you’d have much to do,” he told them smugly.
    They set up the scaffold and Vaughn climbed to stand above her. “Look at me, there you go. Put your hands over your head…perfect. Now drop one to your stomach. Lovely.” This went on for about ten minutes before he turned to the Bradshaw brothers and said, “Shirts unbuttoned, lie on each side. Oh please, now you’re shy? You know I know better than that. We have a lot of ground to cover and currently have excellent light.”
    Logan and Decklan unbuttoned their shirts and walked to either side of Brooke, dropping to their backs beside her. The makeup people came in and positioned their clothing. When the wardrobe girl yanked their jeans lower to show more of their defined abs to their lean hip bones, Brooke couldn’t control her nervous giggles, taking her lower lip between her teeth as they turned their heads to look at her. Vaughn got a perfect shot of it.
    “Outside arms up men. Like that, yes, now take one of Brooke’s hands, Logan. Keep it on your chest, let’s keep them guessing. Yes, perfect. Okay, Decklan, same thing only hold her hand on your stomach. Exactly, now move in closer. Very nice…damn it! Don’t move. A bird shit on my lens. Give me two minutes. Stay.”
    As he moved away, Brooke barked. The brothers burst out laughing. “So are y’all having fun? I’m sure you’re used to lying around in fields and whatnot. This is fairly new for me. Mama is probably laughing her ass off. This man I’ve never met before has me laid out in hay with two other men and no bra. Jesus H. Christ. What I manage to get myself into.” Decklan was grinning and Logan was trying real hard not to laugh.
    “Brooke, you are something else, darlin’.” Decklan lifted her hand and kissed it. She looked at him and was amazed at how pretty he was. Logan squeezed her hand, stroking his thumb over it and she turned to the same gorgeous image on the other side.
    “Wait ‘til you see the pictures Vaughn took, honey,” Logan said with a whistle.
    Decklan groaned, “So hot. There wasn’t a man who wasn’t affected.”
    “Good grief. Y’all stop talking. You’re killing me. Behave.” Even she could hear the huskiness in her voice.
    They gave a small chuckle and the sound shot straight into her womb. Vaughn appeared above them, “A couple more then I found some good spots for the others. Were you talking while I was gone? You look relaxed now, Brooke. That is a very nice look for you. Good lord, I can’t wait to put you through wardrobe changes.” He said a few things in Italian and gave a low whistle.
    Quirking her lips, she asked cheekily, “Did you just say something about my boobs, Vaughn?”
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