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ached to explore. Damn, Adrian, get a grip. You are taking their photographs, not exploring their manhood. Her adventurous sexual appetite had already ruined her marriage and left her hanging on to the shreds of her reputation.
    The vision of the men naked in bed with their attention zeroed on her persisted and robbed her of breath. A shiver ran along her spine and she tried to rein in her thoughts. A shimmer of her own lust was reflected in Maverick’s eyes.
    He patted the upholstery before reclining in his seat, turning the full wattage of his killer smile loose on her. “I agree. Besides, we have so much to explore and only a couple of weeks to do so.”
    His ambiguous words had nervous excitement flooding her veins. If only she didn’t need this assignment so badly…
    Adrian nodded, started the car and reversed out of the parking space. Conversation ceased until she had negotiated onto the highway and they were safely out of the city. In the passenger seat, Wade leaned his head back and spread his long fingers open on his thighs.
    Adrian’s eyes rounded. How could she have thought him too lean? He filled out the jeans quite enticingly. She snapped her gaze to the road ahead.
    “What made you go into photography?”
    She met Maverick’s glance in the rear-view mirror. If he wasn’t packaged so deliciously, she might be able to keep her mind on the task at hand. Get them settled in, take the photos and keep the hell away from them. Why did her body have to remind her she’d never had two men at the same time? And that she hadn’t been laid in more than a year?
    Horrified that Maverick might read her thoughts, she forced her gaze to the road and kept her face expressionless. She opened her mouth to speak, but only a hoarse croak emerged. She cleared her throat.
    “I like the perspective the lens gives. People don’t understand how accurately a camera can capture their emotions.”
    “But surely fashion photography must get boring. “
    She shrugged. “I wouldn’t know. I mostly do advertising assignments. The subjects I photograph vary from people to landscapes to animals. It never gets boring. Besides, I know far too little about fashion to take any meaningful photos.”
    He smiled and her insides twisted. Damn, no one said she couldn’t look. What harm could there possibly be in studying the menu? She didn’t want to order. No way. She would just salivate over what could have been if she had been available. And she wasn’t available—at least not until she’d salvaged her reputation as a professional photographer. Professional conduct and sexual gratification seldom made good bedmates.
    Involved in her own thoughts, she realized Maverick was waiting for an answer when she met his questioning eyes in the mirror. “Excuse me, could you repeat the question please?”
    His lips twitched and she blushed, averting her eyes to the road again.
    Damn the man for being so attractive.
    “I gather you know more about horses than fashion?” Maverick asked.
    “I know they’re big, people ride on them and they pull carts.” She glanced at him again. “Do they do anything else I don’t know about?”
    Maverick widened his eyes in mock horror and clapped a hand over them. “Heaven help us, they sent us a greenhorn to work with the horses.”
    She shrugged. “Because most lenses have a zoom function, I don’t have to get too close.”
    The big frame next to her shook slightly and Adrian glanced toward Wade. Her breath hitched in her chest. Mirth twinkled in Wade’s eyes and his gaze roamed freely over her body, causing tiny detonations of excitement where it lingered. With his face serious, the man possessed a devilish handsomeness few women would be able to resist. Smiling—he was lethal.
    Her knuckles whitened on the steering wheel. Concentrate on the assignment, not the men, Adrian. The men would bring you pleasure you would pay for later if the photos were not up to standard.
    How could anyone work with