“I don’t have a model for my first book,” she says.
“Will you let me read it?” Dean asks.
“You don’t read,” she says.
“Will you give me a play-by-play of all the good parts?” he asks.
“Sex isn’t the only good part of a book! God!” I roll my eyes.
Kaylee nods to me. “What she said.”
“All right. How about we play Truth or Dare. You fill me in on all the dirty details of Brendon tying you up.” Dean raises a brow.
“Is one of you going to explain why you’re being extra weird?” Kaylee asks.
“I’m starting a cover design business.” My limbs get light. This is really happening. I’m really doing this.
I’m admitting it aloud. To all my friends. While they mock me.
It’s absurd, but it’s right too.
I love these idiots.
“That’s awesome.” Kaylee’s smile is bright. “Are you using Dean as a cover model?”
“If he’s willing to pose for free.” I turn to the guys. “You’re all welcome to pose for free.”
Ryan shakes his head. “My model fee is outrageous.”
I can’t help my laugh. “What is it?”
“Fifty percent royalty,” he says.
“That is steep.” Kaylee pulls her computer from her backpack. Sets it on the counter.
“Leigh designed a cover for your book,” Ryan says.
I shoot him a cutting look. How could you say that?
He mouths you’ll thank me later.
Kaylee blushes. “Oh, really? It’s, uh… Can I see it?”
“You don’t mind?”
“No. It’s awesome. I have no design skills.” She plays with the edge of her pastel pink cardigan.
I join her at the counter. Open my laptop. Pull up my designs—the simple abstract one, the one of Ryan, the sexy couple that reads Desire.
We start with the rose.
“Oh my God.” Her green eyes go wide. “Tha
t’s amazing.”
My cheeks flush. Kaylee is always earnest. There’s no way she’s messing with me.
“Like something I’d see on a New York Times bestseller.”