Glamour Girl (West Coast Girlz: Book Two) Read Free Page B

you’re just being nice.”
    “Is it working?”
    “Depends on what you’re hoping to accomplish.”
    He laughed. Not one of those I’m-laughing-at-you laughs, but more of an enjoyable one, like he was having fun. He leaned in and kissed her cheek. As he backed up, he said, “I’ll see you in the morning, Rosanna.”
    “Oh...don’t forget, I’m arriving early. Before daybreak.” She watched him take a few steps toward his Jeep before she closed the door, hoping to break the attraction consuming her.
    If was a good idea to wrap up this shoot tomorrow, if she could.
    * * *
     
    Rosanna had tossed and turned all night with images of a straight Jase filling her dreams, and had no trouble rising well before dawn since she was already awake.
    She was convinced now, more than ever, that she needed to make this a one-day shoot. She had to be done at the end of this day, so she could head back to L.A. and put Mirabelle Winery behind her. In light of that, she wanted to be at the vineyard and ready to snap some shots when the sun peeked over the horizon. She hoped Jase remembered she was coming early. Somebody had to let her in the gate.
    If Gavin still wasn’t receptive to the idea, maybe he’d let her use Jase as a model instead. He’d sell far more bottles of wine than Gavin ever could. Not that she was superficial. It was a simple fact. Society always responded better to magnificence, in any form.
    After dressing in a pair of jeans, a front-buttoning blouse and her sweater, she grabbed her camera bag and her purse and headed out.
    Darkness painted the sky above the tiny town tucked up against the Sierra Nevadas, a place that made it was tough to see the eastern horizon.
    Rosanna reached for her car door and glimpsed at her watch on her free arm. She had about an hour before daylight peeked over the mountaintops.
    The drive to the vineyard was peaceful and quiet, and she had plenty of time to let her mind wander off to Jase. He was a stand-up guy. Handsome and attentive and totally off-limits. Maybe that’s what made him so appealing—the off-limits part.
    Rosanna resigned herself to simply admiring his good looks, and perhaps do a little daydreaming, but she’d have to remind herself not to drool.
    * * *
     
    After Gavin emerged from his bedroom, he wasn’t thrilled to see Rosanna wielding a camera and actively taking shots. But as the day passed, the idea seemed to grow on him. By the time the sun was getting ready to set, he was even smiling for the camera.
    “You have a beautiful smile, Gavin.” Rosanna took advantage of his new attitude and clicked away. “You should try that more often.”
    “Well I don’t know...” Jase laughed. “Do we really want people to think he’s nice?”
    Rosanna tried not to laugh. Instead, she surveyed the house’s main patio where they were sitting. A gentle breeze blowing in from the Sierra Nevada prompted her to sit down and enjoy the magnificent view. Once she left here, it’d be a while before she’d see anything like it again.
    “I kind of like that most people think I’m an ass,” Gavin said.
    She glanced back and forth between the Jase and Gavin. Granted, Jase didn’t exude homosexuality, and he and Gavin weren’t exactly affectionate with one another—at least not openly...but why else would Jase be here? Alone with Gavin.
    “You must have some redeeming qualities,” Rosanna said, thinking mainly of how he’d caught Jase’s eye.
    “His father thinks otherwise.” Gavin looked at Jase. “Doesn’t he, Jason?”
    “Well let’s face it.” Jase sat down, but closer to Rosanna than Gavin. “You do give him lots of ammunition.”
    “Your father’s an ass.”
    “My mother says it runs in the family.”
    There was a tense silence stilling around them—for about five seconds. Then both men burst into laughter.
    Rosanna didn’t get it. There was nothing asinine about Jase, and it surprised her that his mother would suggest otherwise.
    “Seriously,