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but enough that the camera couldn’t see straight up my nose. “Good girl, Luna,” Jacque said, his voice filled with glee.
    As the shoot ran on, I moved slowly, seductively on Guy’s lap. Man, did I want to feel his touch. My skin tingled and I ached to feel Shang’s warm skin on me again. With one flash of my eyes, I sliced into the camera, inviting Shang in. I wondered if he felt the intensity I gave off. I hoped he could.
    When Shang dropped his camera—the strap keeping it around his neck—I saw his gaze filled with lust and knew I had succeeded. A smirk pulled on my lips and he returned it. I glanced down at the noticeable bulge in the front of his jeans. My body reacted instantly, becoming wetter with need. I shifted on Guy’s lap, hoping no one saw. Jacque was too intent on the computer screen, which showed the pictures that had been taken. Guy sighed, acting as though he was bored out of his mind. I wiggled my hips again and Shang almost exploded in his pants, based on his reaction
    “Jacque, we got it?” Shang called out.
    Jacque looked from one computer screen to the next, clicking and touching away. After a minute he said in his high-pitched voice, “Yes. I believe we do!”
    Shang smiled and laid down his camera. He came over to me and held out his hand. I took it and slid off Guy. I turned to him and we exchanged our model “good lucks” and “it was nice working with yous.” Guy and I were given the okay to go to wardrobe and get dressed—we were done for the day.
    The walk back to the changing room was abnormally awkward for me. I wanted to turn back and see if Shang was watching me, or if he was even nearby.
    I changed back into my very un-model clothes—a hoodie and sweats. Too many of my days were spent in heels, so I slid on my tennis shoes and was ready to go.
    Jacque met me in the hall. “Dante wanted me to remind you that next week is the premiere party at Clemins.”
    I nodded. “Sure thing. Will you be there?”
    Jacque leant back, laughing. “Girl, I never miss a party. Especially a sexy lingerie party.” He turned back. “Looks like that stud’s coming. Get you some.”
    I laughed, more in shock at Jacque being able to read into our body language. I should have guessed. Jacque stared at pictures all day—he was probably an expert in flirty grins and blushed cheeks.
    Jacque scooted away just as Shang came up. We both waited until the hall was empty before speaking. For a brief moment, there was an awkward silence and I expected tumbleweed to blow by. I took a deep breath, hoping to speak out. I wanted to…What did I want to do? I had so many things rushing through my head. I wanted to thank him for the excellent shoot. I wanted to ask him out, or rather, I hoped he asked me. But that wasn’t allowed—we’d signed a contract that strictly forbade anyone working on the campaign from hooking up until after the launch. It was too bad. I really needed this. I needed to feel Shang touch me in the most intimate way.
    My lips burned for a kiss. I opened my mouth when Shang spoke up.
    “Luna, I wanted to tell you the photo shoot was excellent. You’re a real pro.” His voice trembled.
    “I enjoyed it, too.”
    He smiled. “I had no idea how this was going to work, being my first shoot with people and not trees and water.”
    “Me neither. I mean, my first adult shoot. I’m so used to smiles and cutesy stuff that it was nice to sex it up a bit. Made me feel like a real woman.”
    “You are a real woman.” His voice was deep, husky, but didn’t have an ounce of hesitation. I looked at his lips, the way they parted and his bottom lip quivered.
    Shang reached out to touch my cheek. I found myself leaning into him, enjoying the feel of his warm hand on my skin. His cologne invaded my senses and each fibre came alive, like electricity shooting through me. I inhaled more of it, trying to memorise the way my body reacted to it.
    I looked up at Shang and before I knew it he was