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naked body, his big hand resting against the woman’s throat in a gesture that spoke of possession and protection and care, subtly portrayed with low key lighting. “The man in this photo is the same as in the one you like. He and his partner posed for this one together. It has the same feeling…actually even more because you’re really seeing the power exchange.” Something in her voice made Mike’s skin tingle.
    The couple was silent as they observed the image. “Yeah,” the man said. “I like it.”
    “Me too. Let’s take that one.”
    “Good.” Jules smiled as she removed it from the wall. “It comes with the gallery frame, but if you want to look at other framing options we can do that.” She carried it through the opening back to the front of the gallery where Mike had seen a sales counter.
    “I’ll be right with you,” she promised him with a glance over her shoulder as she led the couple away.
    “Sure.”
    He had no problem killing a few more minutes looking around, but he had a feeling he was going to need to go home and jerk off after this. Crazy.
    He paused in front of another picture to study it, another black and white image of a man’s back, every muscle outlined with light and shadow.
    Jules walked up behind him, eyeing the picture he was studying. “So you came,” she said. “I’m so glad. What do you think?”
    “You’re an incredible photographer.”
    She beamed. “Thank you. You don’t think these are too…” She tipped her head to one side. “Pornographic?”
    “They’re not pornographic at all. They’re amazing.” He shook his head. “There’s more to them than just sexual arousal.” He paused. “I see submission. Power. Longing. Fear.” He paused again. “Loneliness.”
    Their eyes met and he saw the flicker of surprise in hers, the slight parting of her lips and the shutters that immediately closed her off to him. She swallowed. “Thank you. That’s…thank you.”
    “It’s a talented photographer who can put all those emotions into her pictures.”
    She turned away with a brief duck of her head. “Oh, I’ve just been lucky to have such good subjects.”
    Maybe. But he sensed that a lot of Jules was in those images, and it made him want to know more, to explore her depths even though she was backing away. It made him want to grab her, drag her out of there and spend a few hours talking to her…or maybe doing other things too. He smiled.
    She looked back at him and met his eyes, and another emotion flared briefly in those beautiful eyes that he thought was…fear.
    “You should pose for me,” she blurted out.
    His mouth dropped open. “Uh…”
    Her smile changed from wary to wily, and he knew it was because she thought she’d taken control of the conversation again. And truthfully…she had. Because her statement had definitely caught him off guard.
    “Yes, I mean nude,” she continued, still smiling. She dragged a finger down the middle of his chest, over his T-shirt. “The nudes are really popular, but this is all I have left. Finding models is tough.”
    “Um…yeah.” His brain scrambled for words. “I mean, no…I…”
    “Think about it,” she said lightly. “You don’t have to decide right this minute. You’ve seen my work, so give it some thought.”
    “Er…okay.” Christ! He was not going to pose nude. “You don’t even know what I look like with my clothes off.”
    Argh! What was he saying? That sounded like a come-on.
    Her smile deepened, her eyes sparkled, and her gaze swept over him. Heat suffused his body. “True. Maybe I should see you without your clothes first.”
    “Uh…” Yes, she had definitely taken the upper hand in this conversation and dammit, she knew it. “Should I strip?”
    She laughed. “If I didn’t have other customers, I’d say sure. But hey…we’re neighbors. I’m sure we’ll have opportunities to…see more of each other.”
    The suggestive gleam in her eyes made him instantly hard as