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Thankfully, the office is abandoned as we pass back through. We're fully clothed, but anyone could discern our recent high jinks with a mere cursory glance.
We shuffle languorously back to my office, and Bella helps me throw all my discarded designs into the recycling bin.
"So this Infinity …might it be a water bed?"
"Absolutely not," I answer, shaking my head decisively. "We learned that lesson."
I catch her pausing to smile at the ubiquitous heart.
"Thank you for providing the inspiration."
She flashes her perfect teeth and answers, "Right back at ya, handsome."
I chuckle, shaking my head.
-o-
We walk out together and I settle her into her driver's seat, leaning my chin on folded arms at the base of the window.
"I'll be in touch after Angela books the photographer."
"Thanks for reminding me," I say anxiously, pulling my fingers through my hair.
She reaches for her sunglasses, but pauses before pulling them on. Her gaze is unnerving.
"What?"
"I want to capture you exactly the way you are right now. Perfectly tousled, beautifully relaxed…"
"Hmmm, maybe the photographer won't mind if we roll around on the floor a bit beforehand."
"Whatever it takes, handsome," she smiles.
A/N: Um...yeah. I think I've seen that photo shoot of his. XXX ~BOH