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ran a naughty thread through him, but
it might be better to let her believe they were the models.
    Well technically, Jode, we are the models and the
photographer, thanks to the fact we haven’t been able to find the company’s
regular photographers. And with the male model we’d decided to use conveniently
taking an unexpected trip and our agencies not having anyone available at such
short notice, it’s a good thing I know all the ins and outs of this industry,
including professional photography.
    Quit your bragging, bro. I’ll be the lucky one, as I’ll
be with her and the toys and not behind the camera like you. Jode chuckled.
    Au contraire, timers on the cameras will allow me as much
face time with her as you.
    Well, okay, you have me there , Jode admitted. Two
guys would be better than one for her. She would get twice the pleasure.
    She does have a very nice place here. A quaint, cozy
modern look with pale colors, and that sun-drenched nook over there is a bit
bright but with the proper diffuser lens…
    Enough shop talk, Josh. I don’t want to hear it. And
please don’t go telling her everything about your photo skills or you’ll bore her
to death too , Jode teased his brother.
    Josh quirked an eyebrow at him and appeared properly
insulted.
    I never bore a woman , he replied.
    “And we most definitely don’t want Cammie uninterested in
us. I think Earl did us a huge favor in conveniently making all the people we
needed for the shoot unreachable,” Jode said.
    He’d switched to a low voice so Cammie couldn’t hear.
Talking with their minds used a lot of energy and they needed to save their
vitality for her.
    “He probably paid the model himself for that trip and sent
the rest of the crew on a trip somewhere too at his expense, thinking he
already owns Sexy Toys,” Josh said.
    “Yeah, he’s probably sitting somewhere with his legs set
leisurely up on a table, sipping back some cognac and toasting to his good luck
at this bet. Let’s make sure he doesn’t win.”
    “Hell, if we end up getting the luscious lady in the end,
then we’ve won. To hell with Sexy Toys,” Josh replied matter-of-factly.
    Why did he get the feeling that Josh had already fallen so
deeply for Cammie that he couldn’t even think straight?
    “But sticking it to Earl would be the icing on a very
delicious cake, don’t you think?” he reminded his brother.
    Josh’s eyes lit up like one of those bright candles on said
cake.
    “I like the way you think, bro. Let’s get this show on the
road.”
    * * * * *
    The sex-on-a-stick twins stopped talking when Cammie walked
into the room. She’d prepared a tray laden with coffee and slices of her
favorite vanilla cake. In the kitchen, she’d been trying to listen in to what
they’d been whispering about but their voices were so low, she hadn’t been able
to make out heads or tails except for the mention of cake and that’s why she’d
decided to serve them some.
    “You’re glowing,” one of the male models commented as they
both stood.
    She was glowing? Mercy, manners would get them everywhere
with her. She placed the tray onto the coffee table in front of them and
resisted the urge to place her hands on her hot cheeks.
    “I…thank you.” Was that an appropriate response? What did he
mean by glowing? Was she so visibly nervous that she was blushing?
    He nodded and then the other man swept his hand to the open
spot on the couch between them.
    “Please have a seat here.”
    Between them? Like the female filling to a man sandwich? A ménage.
With an abundance of sex toys. To her annoyance, her cheeks grew hotter.
    That’s when she noticed the sensual upward curves of both
men’s full lips.
    Oh boy, if looks could seduce they would be fucking her
right now on her couch. She blinked that insane thought away. Why in the world
did she even think they wanted to have sex with her? They’d just met her.
    They were male models doing a job. But she sure was thinking
about sexing them.