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“Sure” He kneho she was Korsova was a big deal in theworld, one of those supermodels whose face and body were plastered all over billboards, in azines, and on television She was a beauty He was lucky to be doing the shoot with her It would advance his profile, and he was all about exposure

If he had to be here doing this shoot for the sportspaired up with one of the best in the business

Once they readied the shot on the beach, he was called over and set up on his marks He stood in the water up to his ankles They’d already primped his hair, his face, and his skin It all felt weird to him, but he’d done photo shoots before They told hielled appropriately enough so it would behave

Whatever He was paid to do what he was told, just like in football So he stood where they told him to stand

“We’re ready for you, Katrina,” he heard the assistant say

The models were clustered in shaded cabanas before the shoot, so he’d only caught glimpses of them on and off

Katrina stepped out, a gorgeous wo a swi to her hips It was ether with scraps There wasn’t les that hardly covered her generous breasts

She was curved in all the right places, and after she bent over so they could spray her hair wet, she straightened, flipped her hair back, then gave him a look

Wow Those eyes They were so deep blue they were almost violet Maybe they were violet He had no idea, because he’d been struck dumb as she approached him

He’d been around plenty of beautiful women before, but Katrina was …Photos of her didn’t do justice to what a knockout she really was

“Grant Cassidy, this is Katrina Korsova”

She gave him a quick nod, then turned to the director, obviously all business and not as thunderstruck by him as he had been by her

He was going to try not to be offended by that Then again, she likely worked around good-lookingdeal, at least not in theworld

“I want your arht breast against his chest, with you facing him Let’s see some heat here”

It was as if they were on a movie set and the director had said, “Action” Where she had previously ignored him as if he didn’t exist, now Katrina moved into him, her body warm and pliant as she slid her hand into his hair and tilted her head back Their hips touched, their thighs made contact, and then she made eye contact with him