Page 36 of Make Me Yours
That’s all.
Who wouldn’t be?
She’s acting like a star-struck groupie.
This is business.
A branding thing.
A Railers thing.
Except…
Nobody else seems to care.
I force myself to look away and pretend to check my phone.
This is ridiculous.
I’mbeing ridiculous.
I really need to chill out.
That’s the moment I feel the weight of his stare. I glance up to find Steele watching me. His smirk is gone, only to be replaced with something unreadable. His sharp gray gaze flicks over my face before narrowing slightly.
It’s like he knows exactly what’s going through my head.
Or he’s somehow able to sense it.
I really hope he can’t see the jealousy written all over my expression.
A pulse of something jagged ripples through me at the silent acknowledgement of what I’m feeling.
I drop my gaze and refocus my attention on my cell.
It’s fine.
I’m fine.
Everything isfine.
“Hey, Cam, would you mind if we take a few shots with Lilah?” Steele asks.
My head jerks up so fast, I nearly give myselfwhiplash.
What?
Me?
No way.
I shake my head, my eyes wide as I glare at Steele.
The corners of his lips lift into that devastatingly cocky grin. It’s the one he uses when he’s intent on getting his way. “Come on, Lilah. It’ll be fun. And it’ll give them more photos to choose from.”
“But…” I swallow hard, tearing my gaze away from him to look at Cam and his assistants. “I’m not dressed for something like that. I’m not even wearing makeup.”
“You don’t need any,” Steele says firmly.
