Page 194 of The Moment We Know


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As Jacob giggled, David set the strip on the nightstand, next to Jacob’s collection of crystals—the obsidian, crazy lace agate, and the aquamarine pendant. “No more hiding these under your pillow. You don’t want them to get wrinkled or ripped.”

“Okay.”

Turning serious, David added, “And no more dishonesty, either, okay?”

Jacob swallowed hard, then nodded. “Okay.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

“Good.”

An hour later, David got into bed and texted Paige.

DAVID: I found those missing pictures of you and Jacob.

PAIGE: You did?

DAVID: Yes. You don’t seem thrilled. Is that because you’re picking your nose in one of them?

PAIGE: Maybe.

PAIGE: That was Jacob’s idea, by the way.

DAVID: Sure it was.

PAIGE: So, where did you find them?

DAVID: Under his pillow.

PAIGE: Really?

DAVID: Yeah. He wanted them, but didn’t want to ask if he could have them, since they were for me. But that didn’t keep him from taking them and letting you think they were lost, and then hiding them in a terrible hiding place.

PAIGE: Why did he want them?

DAVID: Because you’re nice and he likes you.

Chapter 77

It was the first Valentine’s Day in over five years that Paige hadn’t dreaded, and she was actually thinking it wasn’t the worst holiday in the world when she let herself into David’s studio shortly after 6 p.m.

“I’m in here,” he called to her, from off to her left. Following his voice, she found him in a room set up to look like a sexy bedroom, with romantic lighting, a velvet chaise lounge, and a large bed with an ornate iron headboard—which he was currently stripping the bedding from.

“What is this?” she asked, somewhat taken aback.

He finished pulling the fitted sheet off and dropped it on the floor, with the rest of the linens. “It’s my boudoir set,” he explained. “In the past few years, boudoir photography has been trending hard, so I put this room together and now about a third of my new clients are coming in for this.” He waved a hand around the room.

“Really?” Paige took a moment to digest the fact that he apparently took sexy pictures. “Mostly women, I assume?”

David nodded. “But I do get couples that come in after getting engaged or to celebrate an anniversary … things like that. And of course, Valentine’s Day is pretty popular.”

“What do they wear? The women, I mean.”

“Usually lingerie.” He paused for a moment. “Sometimes … less.”

That fact was significantly harder to digest, and she found herself not knowing how to respond.

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