She smiled and posed, the big fan gently blowing her hair back from her face. The photos were for a sale flyer for Fortney’s, a big department store headquartered in Chicago.
“Okay, good. Who’s next?”
Beth stepped forward in a pair of skinny red pants, a pair of red stilettos that probably actually fit her, and a floaty spring top. Amber toed off the uncomfortable pumps and headed to the dressing room. Up next…lingerie.
She donned the lacy bra and panties set, while the makeup girl brushed highlighting and contouring powder on her cleavage and abs. “Let’s change the side of your part.” The hairstylist reached for her with a comb and Amber stood there as they both worked on her. Then she went back out to Easton’s studio and waited her turn.
One of the male models joined her and she recognized Jamie, who Easton had been seeing, wearing nothing but a pair of snug boxer-briefs. “Hey. How’s it going?”
She smiled at him, “Good, you?”
He was well built, lean enough to show the six-pack abs required for modeling underwear, his torso smooth, tanned, and completely hairless. She couldn’t help compare him to Duncan’s strong muscled body and the masculine hair on his chest and arms and…well.
They made small talk as they waited to be photographed, standing side by side in underwear.
“Okay, Jamie, it’s nearly time,” Easton called. “Go do your thing.”
Amber lifted an eyebrow at Jamie.
He grinned. “Gotta go chub up a bit.” He held up a small strap. “This’ll keep me up. Anti-gravity device.”
Amber’s eyes widened and she started to laugh as Jamie walked away.
“Need any help, angel?” Easton called to him.
“I’m good!” Jamie yelled back.
Amber met Easton’s laughing eyes. “Oh my God. Is he…?”
“Getting erect,” Easton finished. “Yes. Well, semi-erect. It’s very important to have a good package in the underwear.”
“A sock doesn’t work?”
“Not with underwear. It can work with jeans, but with thin underwear you need to see a little more definition.”
“But not too much definition,” the stylist put in. “Depends on the client. Fortney’s wants you to look at the underwear, not the model’s junk. But I’ve worked for some designers who aren’t really going for…discreet.”
Easton nodded. “The strap’s like a cock ring. Wrapped around them, it pushes them up out and out.”
“I apparently haven’t been paying close enough attention to men’s underwear ads.” Amber still wanted to laugh.
“Well, shame on you.” Easton grinned. “I have.”
Moments later Jamie returned, cupping his package. “How’s this?”
Easton and the stylist studied him. “Looks good,” the stylist said without a blush.
“Really good,” Easton drawled, and winked. “Okay, let’s do it.”
Jamie moved from pose to pose, changed to another pair of briefs, and did it again and again.
“Back to you, Amber,” Easton said.
“Thank God.” She rubbed her upper arms. “I’m freezing.”
“Uh-oh. We don’t want goosebumps. Erect nipples, yes.”
“No,” the stylist said. “No erect nipples.”
“This bra is so padded there’s no way my nipples will show.”
“Good.”
They had one more set of lingerie for her to model, a full-coverage, full-support bra and high-rise panty that she would never wear in a million years. But apparently someone would.
“Done,” Easton announced finally. “Good work.”
She patted his cheek as she walked past him to change back into her own clothes.
“You working tonight?” he called after her, beginning to take down the background.
“Nope.”
“Let’s order Thai food for dinner.”
“Excellent idea.”
“Jamie, you in?”
Jamie was now dressed in a pair of jeans so low-rise they should be illegal and a snug
V-neck T-shirt. “Sure.”
She changed into her own jeans and a black turtleneck sweater, shoved her feet into sheepskin-lined boots, and grabbed her backpack. “I’ll see you at home,” she said to Easton and Jamie.
“We can watch a movie,” Easton said. “You pick.”
“Um, actually…there’s a hockey game on.”
Easton lowered his chin and gave her a look. “Seriously?”
Chapter 12
In the days he was away, Duncan texted Amber a couple of times. It was a busy road trip, with back-to-back games Wednesday and Thursday night in Tampa, a night off Friday, and then a Saturday game in Miami. After losing the first game to the Bolts, they managed to squeak out a win in OT in the second game, but lost miserably to the Panthers.