Page 292 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“Oh, there are definitely some of us with the strippers.”
“But they’re tasteful? Right?”
“Of course.”
Thank God. I had nothing to worry about. I slid my phone back into my purse. Some of those photos were not appropriate to show to my fiancé. But luckily we’d been able to crop one to be aportrait of my head next to the minotaur head. And you couldn’t even really tell that I was naked.
Mr. Frost pulled up to the restaurant.
When he grabbed my hand to guide me inside, I pulled him next door instead.
“Where are we going?” he asked.
“It’s a surprise.” I had the perfect setup. I’d even worn a white dress to look all cute and bridal.
He raised his eyebrows at me.
I smiled and opened the door to the gallery. The lights were turned down low. I turned to Mr. Frost. “Ready to see the photos from my bachelorette party?”
Mr. Frost looked so excited. “I can’t wait.”
A server walked over to us and offered us champagne off a tray.
“Thank you, monsieur,” I said and took a glass.
“I don’t think he was French,” Mr. Frost whispered as the waiter walked away.
I shrugged. Mr. Frost didn’t get me at all. Tanner would have liked it.
We rounded the corner to see the first photo. A spotlight was lighting up a photo of me and Chastity in our monokinis. It reallydid look professional the way it was printed on canvas, framed, and hung on a matte black wall with a little light overhead.
I looked up at Mr. Frost. But his eyes were glued to the picture.
“I had so much fun doing this sexy boudoir shoot for you,” I said. Honestly, I had not. It had been incredibly awkward. And I still couldn’t believe I’d told him I’d share pictures. What had I been thinking? At least Chastity had come through.
Mr. Frost’s eyes went to the next photo on the wall. It was a picture of me and Chastity splashing in the water. And then there was one of me getting out of the pool all sexy with my boobs pushed together. And an action shot of Chastity unzipping my swimsuit.
“Don’t we look hot?” I asked.
He nodded. “Absolutely.”
We went around the corner.Here we go.It was getting saucy now. The next picture was the shot of us fully nude, nip to nip.
Mr. Frost didn’t say a word. He just stared at it.
I cleared my throat. “Chastity insisted we had to do a naked shot. You know how she gets.”
Mr. Frost nodded. “I like it. It’s really quite tasteful.” He glanced down the hall to the next picture. “I’m not sure how I feel about this one, though.”
It was the cropped headshot of me and Ato in his minotaur mask.
I laughed nervously. “Well, you know how Chastity is. She was always going to invite strippers to my bachelorette party. Or models, really. Professional models. Very professional.”
Mr. Frost narrowed his eyes. “Are these in order?”
“In order?”
“Of when they were taken.”
