Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28024 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28024 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
“Wrenley, baby, what’s wrong?”
My tone must have alerted her because her head flew up, and she met my eyes. Excitement danced in her pale-green orbs, and my heart rate began to slow.
“I got an email from my agent,” she breathed. Her face was beginning to flush from her emotional high, distracting me as the color crept down her chest to her spectacular tits. But whatever she was saying was clearly important, so I shoved her sexy body to the back of my mind for the moment.
“Did she get the contract you were waiting for?”
Wrenley shook her head slowly, her smile beaming. “She got a call from Adore Her. They are going to be launching a new line in six months, and they want me to be the face of it!”
Everything inside me turned to ice, and my brow furrowed low as what she said sank in. “Adore Her?”
Wrenley nodded and did a little jig, making her big breasts bounce enticingly. Despite my brain understanding what was happening, my cock only cared about the scantily clad, gorgeous body dancing in front of it.
“Isn’t Adore Her a lingerie company?”
“One of the most exclusive on the East Coast! They’ve been developing a new plus-size line, and apparently, when the CEO saw my portfolio, she immediately called my agent and offered me the job.”
“Is it a new line of clothing?” I asked in a low warning tone.
“Nope,” she chirped, clearly unaware of the tension suddenly filling the room. The ice had melted, and in its place was boiling hot rage.
“It’s lingerie? The stuff they want you to model?” I barely choked out the question.
“Yes! It’s some of the most beautiful clothes. I can’t believe they want me.”
“Clothes? That’s a big fucking stretch,” I growled.
Something in what, or how, I said it finally penetrated her giddy fog, and she looked at me again. Once she saw my expression, her smile fell. “What?”
“That’s not clothing, Wrenley. It's lingerie! Tiny little scraps of cloth that barely cover anything.”
Wrenley put her hands on her ample hips and cocked her head to the side. “I’m familiar with what lingerie is, Jordan. What’s your point?”
I swiftly closed the distance between us and cupped her ass with one hand while cradling her skull with the other. “My point is that while I love skimpy little outfits on my woman as much as any other man does on theirs, I am the only man allowed to see my fiancée wearing them. This body is for my eyes only, baby.”
“I’m a model, Jordan. You knew what that meant when you asked me to marry you.”
“Yes,” I replied evenly. “I knew I would have to deal with people staring at you, dreaming of you, probably doing other things with your picture that make me want to rip someone’s balls off. But I draw the line at making it easier for them to picture you naked.”
Wrenley’s eyes spat fire, but they were also suspiciously damp, and I suddenly felt like a complete asshole. “You do understand that you’re asking me to turn down what is most likely the job that will launch a successful career in modeling?”
I sighed and brought her body flush against mine, then bent my head to kiss her softly. “Another opportunity will come along. You’re too amazing, too fucking gorgeous, and too damn sweet for you to go unnoticed.”
Wrenley was silent for a few moments, then she dropped her head and whispered, “You’re right. I’ll tell Amanda to pass on the deal.”
Yeah. I was definitely a complete fucking asshole.
“Wrenley…baby…” I took a couple of steps away and cupped the back of my neck. Making her sad went against my every instinct. But the thought of anyone else seeing her look so mouthwateringly sexy…how would I keep from murdering people? Landing in prison wouldn’t help anyone.
Still, I had to really ask myself. Was I proud of how damn gorgeous Wrenley was? Abso-fucking-lutely. Did I enjoy it when I knew other men looked at me with jealousy when I had her on my arm? Damn straight. But my decision was ultimately based on the most important thing in the entire world, and that was the promise I made to myself months ago.
“Take the job, baby,” I told her gently.
Her head came up, and she stared at me, her green orbs swimming with confusion. “But you’d be miserable, and then I’ll be miserable and…”
I chuckled as I placed a finger on her lips. “Wrenley, the day we met, I vowed to always give you anything you wanted if it was within my power to do so.” I cupped her cheeks and made sure our gazes were locked when I continued. “This is gonna test my willpower to the brink, but if this is truly what you want and it will make you happy, I won’t be the person standing in your way.”