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“You really are a stalker.”
Caleb’s brow arched. “Seriously? That’s all you’re gonna say?”
I sauntered back over to where he was clearly waiting for my real reaction.
“Oh my fucking God.”
My eyes shifted past Caleb’s shoulder to West walking into the space, and as his eyes took in the splendor that wasme, he started to shake his head.
“As if Travis’s ego wasn’t big enough already.”
Donovan and Kelly were next through the door, the two of them much more appreciative of my form than West ever could be. They stepped up closer to the shower image and took in the shot.
“Damn, Caleb. This is some kind of hot.” Donovan cocked his head, looking upmy body like he would if he were, say,kneelingon the ground in front of me. “Was this before…or after?”
No one standing in that room need clarification on what Donovan was referring to with the hungry look smoldering in my eyes. But that didn’t stop Caleb from shocking the shit out of me and saying, “Both, if my memory serves me right.”
Everyone’s head whipped in his direction.
“Which proves that you”—East pointed in my direction with his martini glass—“are a total traitor. This stalker exhibit proves that. You two were hooking up for months before you told us.”
“Um, no.” I looked at Caleb for permission to speak, and he nodded. “It just proves Caleb knew a beautiful fucking thing when he saw it and couldn’t resist capturing it in the wild.”
JT moved over to one of the photos of me standing on the red carpet at the Elysium, then glanced back at his BFF, disbelief stamped all over his face.“You were taking these all that time? But you hated him.”
East rolled his eyes. “Hate is such a strong word, Golden Boy. This was more like a sibling rivalry turned sexual situationship, right, boys?”
“Damn right,” I said, a proud grin on my face as I moved back to Caleb. Not even East could put me in a bad mood tonight.
“This is fuckin’ great.” I raised my voice and called out, “Everyone, feel free to put me on your wall. I’ll even sign it. So will Caleb.”
“You’ve created a monster,” Daire muttered to Caleb, and shook his head. “Count me out of one of these.”
Gavin nodded. “Yeah we’ll stick to the lions. We don’t need Travis’s ass over our couch.”
“Yes you do,” I said. “Everyone does. Look at it.” I pointed at the full-length shot of me lying on my stomach with my ass in the background. “That’s a perfect pair of cheeks right there.”
“Sweet Jesus.” Preston walked into the room, took one look around, and rubbed a hand over his face.
“Aw, don’t be shy.” I threw my arm around his shoulders. “I’ll help you pick one out for you and Archer.”
Preston groaned, I laughed, and out of the corner of my eye I saw Caleb watching me. There was a small smile playing on his lips and what looked like relief in his eyes, and it hit me then that he’d been worried about my reaction.
“So, Mr. Photographer.” I wandered over to him and took hold of his lapel, drawing him in close. “Which one of these isyourpersonal favorite?”
Caleb cradled my face as he leaned in and brushed his lips across mine. “This one.”
I melted into his embrace right there in the middle of everyone, the sweet taste of his tongue lingering on my own as he swept it inside my mouth. How had I gone years without knowing him like this? Let a stupid miscommunication keep us apart the way it had? It was incomprehensible to me now, all that wasted time…
But I wasn’t going to think about that anymore, not when I finally had him in my arms, where he belonged.
“I meant of the photos.” I smoothed a hand down his chest and slipped it in under his jacket, pulling him to me. “You must have a favorite.”
“I do.” Caleb reached for my hand and then led me over to where the collection of me in the bedroom was displayed.
I had, of course, been drawn to my naked ass on full display at first, but as he tugged me in front of the framed images and moved behind me, I spotted the one in the middle. The one where I was laid out flat on my stomach, my chin propped up on my crossed arms and my gaze focused on the gorgeous photographer. My eyes had a blissed-out expression as I lounged in the bed, the sheet slung around my hips.
Caleb wound his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my shoulder.“This is my favorite photo.”
