Intent to Seduce & A Glimpse of Fire(82)
She’d already figured that out. She’d end up being his rep in the city, doing the glamorous shots. What she didn’t know was how much this effort had been about pleasing his client or about smoothing things for them. “You took an awful chance.”
He shrugged. “It’s a good business idea. Brilliant on my part, really,” he said, grinning, but then sobered just as quickly. “And I admire what you’re doing for these women. You could walk away and make a bundle.” He grinned again. “You’re what we call a stand-up guy.”
“All right. No butch jokes.”
“Not from me. Think your friends will go for it?”
“Oh, yeah. I can’t wait to see the guys’ faces when they find out.” She realized she’d spoken out loud. “The guys we work with who give us a bad time. Their jaws are going to drop.”
He nodded. “Want to see the rest of the sketches?”
“Sure.” This was terrific. The women would have to be excited. And so was Dallas. She was grateful, too, but it was dampened by this tiny niggling suspicion that Eric had orchestrated this to get her out of the construction business. No big deal in the larger scheme of things. But it was there.
He flipped through a few more pages and then paused before showing her the last one. “The thing is, you might have to keep your day job. The money won’t be as much, since it has to be spread around.”
“No problem.”
He showed her the final page. “What do you think?”
She stared in disbelief. It was her. In coveralls, carrying the silly Aladdin lunch pail. She started laughing, horribly afraid she might end up crying.
“You okay?”
She nodded. “Kiss me.”
He tossed the pad aside and pulled her into his arms. His mouth touched hers and his gentleness made her want to weep.
She didn’t have to ask where this turn of events left them. She’d found it in his kiss.
EPILOGUE
“I THINK THIS BLUSH might be too dark. What do you think?” Nancy asked, staring into the mirror with a critical eye.
Before Dallas could answer, the photographer shook his head impatiently and said, “It’s perfect. Let’s get in place for this shoot.”
Dallas stepped back, out of the way, and watched him set up the scene, feeling like a proud mama. Nancy and the rest of the women had really blossomed in the past two months, their confidence and self-esteem soaring. Old man Capshaw treated them like gold, which sure helped.
“Hey.”
At the sound of Eric’s voice she turned around. “Hey.”
He kissed her briefly. “How’s it going?”
“Terrific. This afternoon I’ll be reviewing the new contracts with Dakota. I’m getting a family discount. I’ll owe her dinner.”
He smiled. “What a deal. Have you told the rest of your family about your new career direction?”
“Yep. They think I’ll make the perfect agent.” She knew her mother had hoped for something different, but she was being supportive and Dallas appreciated that. “Of course, right now my job is easy. Everyone’s thrilled with being in the spotlight. But I know it won’t always be this simple, and I’m looking forward to the challenge.”
Eric took her hand and with his thumb, stroked the inside of her wrist. His voice lowered, and he said, “I’m looking forward to tonight.”
Holding back a smile, she arched her brows. “And what would that be?”
“Want me to show you?” He tugged at her hand.
She laughed, and shot a glance at the photographer and Nancy. “You wouldn’t dare.”
“No?”
The simple whispered word, the slightest curve of his mouth was all he needed to turn her to putty. She sighed. Yep, life was perfect.