Behind the Lens (Sexy 1)

After he finally gets dressed, I tell him again everything that needs to be done, and I leave for the shoot. I have Brody going over to help too because, well, Blake needs it.

I pull up to Kallie’s and smile. I can’t wait to do this shoot and get her to her party. She is going to be so excited. I take the stairs and check my phone to see if Brinley has called. I texted her earlier and haven’t heard back. Hopefully she’s here already.

I knock on the door and walk in. Kallie is standing in the kitchen with her assistant for the day. She smiles when she sees me, which I return. “Jax, this is Megan. She is going to be assisting me today with the shoot.” I can see immediately that she blushes, and I grin at her.

“Hi, Megan, nice to meet you.” I reach out my hand to shake hers, and she sticks out a very shaky hand. Her palms are sweating, and she looks overcome. “Megan, you know I’m just a guy, right? Ask Kallie, we hang out like you hang out with your friends.” She turns to Kallie with wide eyes and Kallie laughs.

“Yep, Jax is one of my best friends. Greatest guy I’ve ever met.” I say fuck it, give her a kiss on the cheek, and pull her in for a hug.

“I’m only one of your best friends, huh? I’m not working hard enough then.” I kiss below her ear and pull away smiling. I know I got her attention with that. She clears her throat a few times before checking the clock.

“How about we go into the studio, and I’ll show Megan how things are going to work, while we wait for Brinley?” I want to laugh at her for needing a distraction because suddenly I do too. I need to get my dick under control today.

Once we are in the studio, the photographer comes out. She’s professional and confident with every word that she speaks. I sit on the bed while she shows Megan around and explains everything that will happen today. It’s pretty amazing to watch actually.

I check my phone again, and still nothing from Brinley. Where the fuck is she? She definitely should have been here by now. She had better not fuck this up. “Hey, Jax, do me a favor while I let Megan take a few practice shots. Call Brinley and see where the hell she’s at.” The girl must be a fucking mind reader.

“You got it.” I leave the studio because I’m hoping I really can get a hold of her. I dial and start pacing the living room.

“Shit, hello?” I breathe a sigh of relief.

“Brinley, where the hell are you? We are supposed to be doing the shoot soon. Kallie is looking for you.” I can hear voices in the background, but I can’t make anything out.

“Umm, hang on.” I grab the back of my neck in frustration while I wait for her to come back. When she does, it’s qu

iet. “Jax, we have a problem. Braden is here at your house but Sarah isn’t. She said she needed to take the girls to the doctor. Everyone over here is flipping shit because they don’t know what to do without the instruction of a woman. What the fuck is wrong with you guys? You seriously can’t put up decorations and get a party going? Fuck. They don’t want me to leave. I’ve been trying for the last half hour. Blake literally got on his knees, begging me.” Oh, you have got to be fucking kidding me. This is fucking bullshit. I’ll give it to the guys, I wouldn’t know what to do either, but shit, I need Brinley too.

“So now what? We told her this was a couple’s shoot. She’s not going to do it with just me. She’s going to flip her shit, and she’s going to call you pissed off. What the fuck am I supposed to do?” She’s quiet for a few minutes, and all I can do is keep rubbing my forehead like it’s going to give me some fucking answers.

“Oh my God, I’ve got it. I’ll call her and tell her my mom needed me. She won’t question that, believe me.” I roll my eyes and keep up my rubbing.

“Great, so your ass is covered. What about the shoot?”

“Let me finish. Kallie can be your model.” What the fuck? Oh, actually, I like this idea. The more I think about it, the more I fucking love it. Both of us almost naked and touching each other. Sold.

“Fucking brilliant. She’s got that assistant here. She can do the photos. Do you think she’ll do it?” She laughs and I hear all the voices again.

“She’ll fight it, but she’ll do it. Photography is her life, she’ll make it work anyway it needs to be done.” I grin and adjust my dick at the visuals running through my head.

“Perfect. You better call her and give your excuse because I feel like it’s going to take me some time to convince her, and we need to be there in like two hours. So hurry up.” We hang up, and I sit on the couch, hoping she will take the call out here away from Megan. I’ll have better luck convincing her without anyone else around.

I turn my head when I hear the studio door slam closed. Shit, she’s really pissed. “Brin, I know she needs you, but fuck, so do I. What the hell am I supposed to do now? I’ve got Jax here and Megan here. I need to get this done today. There is no postponing it.” She looks at me with helpless eyes, and I feel fucking horrible for all this lying. She had better not want to chop my dick off after this is all said and done. “Are you fucking crazy? Are you drunk or high? I’m not a fucking model. I’m a God damn photographer.” Brinley must be talking because Kallie is just shaking her head ‘no.’ “I’ll figure something out. Give your mom a kiss from me.” She hangs up, comes over to the couch, and plops down next to me. She lays her head on my shoulder and sighs. “You know she’s not coming. Now what?” I wrap my arm around her, and we lean back on the couch.

“Now, you get to make your modeling debut.” She lifts her head and stares at me.

“You and Brinley are fucking crazy. I’m not doing it. I’m not a model. I’m a photographer. How about Megan? She can do it.” I laugh and rub her shoulder.

“I don’t think Megan has the kind of look this author is going for.” She puts her head back on my shoulder and sighs.

“Why is this happening? I wanted this shoot to be perfect, especially with Megan here.” Fucking Sarah, I’m starting to think she really is a bitch. She’s fucking up this whole thing, causing Kallie to be miserable before the party.

“It will be perfect. Come on, at least it’s me you’ll be shooting with. You know you’ll be in good hands.” I bump her shoulder and she giggles.

“Oh, fuck me. I don’t want to do this. I’m not comfortable enough with myself to do this.”

“Kallie, I’ve seen your body. Believe me, you have nothing to worry about. You are sexy, stunning, sensational, seductive—”

“Alright, alright, shut up. Ugh, fuck.” She stands up and looks at the studio room door, then me, then back again. She blows out a huge breath and straightens her back. “I need to go do my hair and makeup. Please go tell Megan the change in plans.” She goes into the bathroom and closes the door. I smile knowing shortly I’ll be touching her, and there is nothing she can do about it.