Page 70 of Cinnamon Strudel
“Good actually, although I feel guilty for saying that now.”
“Don’t be. I’m glad you had a better day than me. What made it so good?”
“Made a butt load of money.” But as he said that he threw her an apologetic smile.
She only laughed and sipped on her wine. “Does that mean you’re getting yourself the Death Star set you’ve been eyeing?”
He looked rather guilty as he turned to the fridge. “I may or may not have a present turning up in a few days.”
“Well, let’s hope it’s not before our date tomorrow or I’ll never get you out of here.”
“Will you tell me what we are going to do?”
“Remember that photoshoot you gave me for Christmas?”
“Very much so.”
“We’re going to take some sexy pictures together.”
Morgan’s brows lifted. “We?”
“Well, Olivia said that the voucher you gave me could be used for couples, so I was hoping you would join me in front of the lens.”
“I’d love that very much.”
“I have looked at some poses too. I want you to look through them and see if you’re comfortable.”
“Of course, anything for you.”
“Olivia said she does risqué shoots too, so depending on how comfortable we both feel, we could go with full nudity.”
Although he tried to disguise it, the way Morgan fumbled the utensil in his hand let her know how much he enjoyed that idea.
After dinner, Morgan sat next to her on the couch as they swiped through some of the poses. He stopped and stared at one of a girl in lingerie tied up in Christmas lights. “What made you want to do it now?”
“I realised that the only person uncomfortable with my body was me. And when I thought about it even more, I had the eye-opening realisation that you’re the person I feel most comfortable around, naked or not. There’s no other man I would want to do these with. Plus, I was hoping you’d praise me through it.”
“As much as I can without making Olivia uncomfortable.”
“Yeah, that would be rather awkward. Some of the more risqué pictures actually came from her, so I think she’s pretty comfortable in her craft.”
Morgan kept scrolling until he came across some of a man by himself. “You want me to get some done too?”
“I was hoping you would give me some eye candy.” Morgan’s lips curled into a smirk. “But only if you let me do my single ones first.”
“And why’s that, darlin’?”
“Because seeing you bold and naked will crush the little confidence I have going for myself. And it’s like a treat after jumping over my own shadow.”
“Ah, I’m the reward.”
“Very much so.”
“Just wait and see the pictures she takes of you, and you’ll see what I see.”
Morgan spent the entire evening boosting her self-confidence, continuing to do so through her shift the next morning. But on their way to Olivia’s studio, her nerves fluttered to life. Although she’d felt confident when she bought her outfits, she was second-guessing her choices now.
Olivia was a very sweet, forty-something year old woman with a total golden retriever personality. She invited them in and encouraged them to explore the space, so Morgan could get a feel for his surroundings. Olivia had a large studio filled with props such as a bed and benches, with picture windows covered in long curtains.
