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school. It’s her way of making sure I’m still going to be paying
some bills, since now I’ll be getting my PhD for a five-figure
salary.
    Like modeling will really cut me a
nice paycheck. I guess she has faith in my body.
    “ That so?” I say. “So what
is it? An audition?”
    “ I’m not too sure,” Tricia
responds. “I think she just wants to see you. Maybe do a test
shoot.”
    “ Which means I’ll be
grinding up against mostly-naked girls… tomorrow. You know that,
right?”
    Her sigh is loud. “We already talked
about this. I told you… work is work.” She scoffs. “You really
think I’d be jealous of those sluts?”
    “ Just double checking.
Love you. See you in a bit.”
    “ Don’t forget the milk.
Kisses,” she says, and hangs up.
    I drop my phone in the cup holder and
rub my eyes. Already a reply from the photographer… am I ready for
this? Posing isn’t a deal at all. I’ve done underwear shoots
before.
    But the fact that the mag is
affiliated with East Park just makes me feel so unprofessional. On
top of shooting with girls that aren’t Tricia.
    But she doesn’t care, so I shouldn’t
care.
    I pull out of the parking lot, looking
forward to nothing but buying milk and grading undergrad papers
tonight.
    And being poor.
    And whoring myself out to EPE
subscribers.
    Fuck college.

Chapter Two
    Evan
     
    “ I’ve narrowed it down to
four sexy models,” Britain says right when I walk in the door. She
sits at her computer. “They’re all gonna stop by
tomorrow.”
    “ Okay,” I say as
indifferently as possible. I throw my bag on the couch and head to
the kitchen to wash out my smoothie cup.
    “ Well , aren’t you interested?”
    “ In seeing what these
model boys look like?” I yell over the running water, and shrug.
“Not really. I mean, I’m not going to be posing with them. And they’re
just temps, right?”
    “ Jesus, Evan. Stop being a
prude and come check out some hot ass with me.”
    I roll my eyes and turn off the water,
trudging into the living room. I pull up a chair and sit at the
desk with her. She has the first on already open. He’s… hot, I
guess. Nice abs.
    “ His nose is kind of
big.”
    “ You’re impossible,” she
says.
    “ Show me the next
one.”
    She clicks her mouse, and a new photo
pops up. He leans against a brick wall, crossing his meaty arms.
Meaty is an understatement.
    “ This guy is huge. And
short. And bald. God, you have terrible taste in men. Why am I just
realizing this now?”
    “ Shut your
face.”
    She clicks to the next portrait, and I
stop breathing.
    The model lounges on the couch wearing
low-rise jeans. His white shirt is completely unbuttoned, revealing
his tanned chest—the ripples of his six-pack.
    I exhale. “Oh my god.”
    His neck is craned as he glances at
the camera behind him with those gorgeous blue eyes.
    “ Evan has a lady boner,”
Britain sings.
    I open my mouth, but what the hell am
I supposed to say? That she’s late to the party? That I’ve already
been mentally masturbating to this guy for the past two hours? “I
know him. Well, sort of. He was our student lecturer today in
bio.”
    “ Wait. You’re telling me
that he’s a grad
student ?”
    “ Yeah. But what does that
have to do with anything?”
    She shrugs. “Older guys
are at our maturity level. Adam is so already getting on my
nerves.”
    “ Which is why we shouldn’t
have any boys in our shoots.”
    “ No, which is why we
should hire this one.”
    When I jump up, I almost knock my
chair over. “Hell no!”
    “ Are you kidding me? We
have to. He’s perfect. I heard the way you gasped when I pulled his
picture up.”
    “ He’s in my department,
Brit. The first time a subscriber sees the two of us near each
other, they are going to figure out exactly who I am.”
    She pushes her blonde hair out of her
face at the same time that Delilah swaggers down the stairs wearing
booty shorts and a crop top. “You really need to get past this
whole