Pure Lust: The Complete Series Box Set (66 page)
His back was to me, but he must’ve known I was there because he started talking, his voice quiet enough that no one else could hear him.
“This was one of the pictures he threatened to show me, isn’t it?”
“Yes.” I stepped up next to him and looked at the photograph. It wasn’t the exact same one that had hung in his bedroom, but it was close. My face was hidden, but my body was bare...except for the paint. It was only one of several of my shots from that day that were now part of Flynn’s show, but it was the most revealing. None of them showed my face, so no one in any of the galleries we’d been to had recognized me as the model, but it still made me flush when I saw someone looking. I hadn’t even considered that Edward would guess it was me.
“Does Kendra know?” he asked.
“She knows,” I said.
“Good.” He gave me a sideways glance, his eyes sparkling with humor. “It would’ve been awkward to explain to my wife how I was able to recognize the faceless model who posed for my brother nude.”
I laughed, the tension in my chest easing. A moment of silence fell, and I broke it when I asked the question that had been at the back of my mind for almost two years.
“What would you have done?”
Edward turned towards me. “You mean if Flynn had showed me these?”
I nodded.
He glanced at the photo, a thoughtful look on his face. “I don’t know,” he finally said. “He took them before we’d met, but it would’ve bothered me.” He looked back at me. “But I don’t think it would’ve been for the reasons you might think. It would’ve bothered me because I’d have seen how alive Flynn made you and I would’ve wondered why you didn’t look that way with me.”
After a moment, he reached out and gave my arm a brotherly squeeze before walking away. I stayed where I was, studying the photograph. I hadn’t modeled for Flynn since we’d left New York and a part of me missed it. I was happy with who I was as a person, but there was still something freeing about posing for him that spoke to a place deep inside me.
“She’s one of my favorite models.”
I smiled as Flynn’s arms slid around my waist. I loved that he didn’t feel the need to put on a cool, collected front for anyone. There were none of those chaste kisses to the top of my head or anything like that. If he wanted to hold my hand, he did. If he felt like standing behind me, holding me, he did.
“Is she?” I asked as I leaned back against his firm chest.
“Mmhm.” He bent his head so that his lips were against my ear. “But she doesn’t pose for me anymore.”
“Really?” I shivered as his hot breath brushed against my skin.
“But I’m hoping I can convince her to do another series,” he continued.
“More nudity and paint?” I asked. Things low inside me clenched at the memory of that day.
“No.” His hand twisted and something between his fingers sparkled. “I’m thinking maybe this...and nothing else.”
My breath caught in my throat. It was nothing like the giant emerald and diamond ring Edward had given me. This one was simple...and perfect. A white gold or platinum band with three diamonds, the largest in the center. Not too flashy, but definitely not cheap either.
“Flynn...” I could barely manage his name.
“I wanted you from the moment you flipped me off.” His arm tightened around my waist. “And even though I couldn’t admit it to myself at the time, I fell in love with you when I took those pictures. Fell in love with how you were determined not to let me get the best of you. The way you challenged me. The light in your eyes...”
I turned in his arms so that I was facing him. I’d wore high enough heels that I barely had to tilt my head back to look at him.
“I’ve never loved anyone else.” His eyes were practically glowing. “And I never want to. Will you marry me?”
“That depends,” I said, a mischievous smile dancing on my lips. “Do I have to let your mother help plan the wedding?”
He laughed and shook his head. “No. Whenever, wherever, you want. As long as you’re mine.”
I slid my arms around his neck and brushed my lips against his. “I’m yours,” I whispered. “Now and forever.”
He kissed me then, a hard, bruising kiss full of promise for the night ahead. My body thrummed with desire and I could feel the same radiating off of him. If we’d been alone, there would have been no way either of us would have still been clothed after a kiss like that.
I reluctantly pulled back and then held up my hand. “Let’s see what that looks like on.”
He smiled and slid the ring onto my finger. I felt like Cinderella as it settled into place. The fit was perfect and it looked natural there, as if I’d always worn it. He rubbed his thumb across it, then raised my hand to press his lips against the band.
“How does September sound?” I asked.
“September?”
“September in Tennessee,” I said. “Family and close friends only.”
“It sounds perfect.” He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me tight against him. “I was thinking of starting work on a new project and this fall would be a great time to start it.”
“A new project?” I raised an eyebrow. “I thought you wanted me to pose for you again.”
“I do.” His gaze was heated. “And I plan on that being the prequel to the main event.”
“And what would that be?” I asked, my body responding to his. I suddenly wanted this show to be over.
He grinned at me; that same cocky grin that had always gotten me. “I’m calling it ‘Giving Gabriel a Cousin’.”
I pressed my thighs together, suddenly wet. “Oh, really?”
He nodded. “It’s going to be a lot of hard work, but I’m willing to put in the hours.”
“Hours?” I said, raising my eyebrow. “A little sure of yourself, are you?”
“Tennessee, you know there’s nothing little about me.” He winked at me.
I made a frustrated sound.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
I frowned. “We still have two hours left before everyone leaves.”
He released me and reached down to thread his fingers between mine. “Come on.”
“Where are we going?” I asked as we started to walk towards the back of the building.
“We’re going to find a nice, quiet spot where I can give you a preview of what’s going to happen when we get back to the hotel.”
Fuck.
I wanted him, but I still protested. “But what about all of the people here to see you? What about your family?”
He stopped suddenly and cupped my chin. His eyes were dark. “They can wait.” His voice was low, rough. “I need you, Tennessee. Now.”
“I need you too.”
And it was true. We needed each other. We’d taken a round-about way to get here and things had happened that I regretted, but if that had been the only way for me to be here, now, with him, I would’ve done it all over again. He was mine and I was his.
Now and forever.
– The End –
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About The Author
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MS Parker
M. S. Parker is a USA Today Bestselling author and the author of the Erotic Romance series, Club Privè and Chasing Perfection.
Living in Southern California, she enjoys sitting by the pool with her laptop writing on her next spicy romance.
Growing up all she wanted to be was a dancer, actor or author. So far only the latter has come true but M. S. Parker hasn’t retired her dancing shoes just yet. She is still waiting for the call for her to appear on Dancing With The Stars.
When M. S. isn't writing, she can usually be found reading– oops, scratch that! She is always writing.
Cassie Wild
Cassie Wild loves romance. Every since she was eight years old she’s been reading every romance novel she could get her hands on, always dreaming of writing her own romance novels.
When MS Parker approached her about co-authoring the Serving HIM series, it didn’t take Cassie many seconds to say a big yes!!
Serving HIM and Pure Lust are only the beginning to the collaboration between MS Parker and Cassie Wild. Another series is already in the planning stages.
