Page 29 of I Shouldn't Love This Way

“You can wear one of my shirts,” he offered. “I doubt my shorts will fit around your tiny waist.”

“That’s okay. I just need to get out of this dress.”

Evan frowned. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“Because I wasn’t sober enough to notice the discomfort? It’s so tight, I have to peel it off me.” She blushed when he arched his eyebrow and chuckled.

“Follow me.”

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Walking into Evan’s bedroom was like entering an art exhibit, Aria thought, standing in awe. The wall behind his bed was covered with erotic pictures. She studied them while he walked into his closet and found her a shirt. “…Yeah… the artwork in my room is a bit risqué.”

“I wasn’t expecting to see a bunch of naked women on your wall.” She laughed nervously.

“I appreciate erotic photography.”

“The models are beautiful.”

“They’re all right.” Evan glanced at the photos.

Say what? You must find them gorgeous, otherwise you wouldn’t have displayed their pictures,thought Aria.

“Photography used to be my thing before I got into contracting,” he expressed.

“Really?”

“It’s always been a hobby of mine. I took some courses back in my college days.”

“I’ve always wanted to model,” she said. “Noah promised he would hook me up with a well-known modeling agency here in LA. But so far that hasn’t happened.”

“Do you have a portfolio?”

“No.” She frowned.

“Well, you’re gonna need one before you walk into any agency. I could help you with that if you like. I can set up my studio stuff and camera equipment here, and we can do a full day photo shoot sometime.”

“That would be amazing!” She beamed, hugging his waist. “You’re the best!”

“Anything to help you, love.” Evan breathed her in.

I’d love taking pictures of you in lingerie,he thought to himself. It was all part of his plan to seduce her.

“What do you think of the male model?” he asked, pointing at a photo on the wall.

Stepping closer, Aria admired the erotic display of women that had been dominated in bed sheets, blindfolds, and ropes.

“He’s definitely fit.”

“Do you like his body?” He glanced at her, noticing a rosy shade of pink spread across her cheeks.

“Obviously.” She giggled.

“What do you like about his physique?”

“His muscles, shoulders… he’s totally ripped.”

“You like muscular guys?”

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