Page 146 of Wrapped in Perfection

"Ummm...yeah. He's going to want to display them."

"I don't think so."

"Liar."

"Isn't that kind of pretentious? Hey, babe, let me put myself on your wall."

Harper taps the pictures. "Are we looking at the same photos? You're a sex goddess. He's going to want these on the wall."

I cover my face. "Now I'm regretting doing this."

"Why?"

"This is embarrassing."

"I thought you wanted to do something for Dmitri."

"I do."

"Well?" She widens her eyes and raises her eyebrows.

I stay quiet.

"You need to get over yourself. You're super hot, and I already know what pictures should go where. You'll never get Dmitri anything else he'll love as much as this."

"Well, thanks for setting me up for future gift failure."

"Sorry, but it's true." She rises and grabs my arm. "Come on. Bring the pics."

I obey, and we go into the bedroom.

Harper stands in front of the wall across from the bed.

"So, I'm going to lie in bed and stare at myself on the wall every day?"

"Yep. You'll get extra O's for it, trust me."

I laugh. "What?"

"True story. I hung a few on our wall. Steven's obsessed with them, and I get the perks."

"You did a shoot, too?"

"Yep. After we got back from New York, I wanted to give him something to show my appreciation for my engagement ring."

"Seriously?"

She waves it in front of my face. "Yeah. He went all out on this one."

"It is amazing," I agree.

"Plus, it's not really fair. Men give women rings, but what do we give them?"

"Blowjobs?" I tease.

She laughs. "Besides the obvious."

"I'm already happy with my current O status," I assure her.

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