clear?”
“Crystal. But don’t you think Rafe should know all this as well?” Vivi asked.
Paulie shook his head, as a slow smile crept across his features. “Nope, he gave me carte blanche and I’ll fully intend to remind him of that.”
“You are so bad.”
“That may be true, but, sweetheart, remember you get what you want out of it as well.”
Her gaze widened as she stared at Paulie. How the hell did he know about her crush on Rafe? Then it all came back to her. One night of drinking way too many jell-o shots and Vivi had blurted out her secret to Paulie. She made him swear never to say a word to anyone.
She narrowed her eyes and stared hard. “I’m warning you. I’ve got dirt on you as well.”
Paulie laughed. “Honey, this is all for you. Do whatever you want with it. All I’m going to do is photograph the two of you doing it.”
“Places everyone. Jeff, John, Vivi, at the top of the stairs. Nobody moves till I say so. Rafe, where are you? We’re ready to start shooting.” Paulie looked around the room trying to find Rafe.
* * * *
“I couldn’t get this damn tie done up right.” Rafe came into the room, muttering under his breath and tugging at the bow tie around his neck.
Paulie yanked the crooked bow loose and retied it in the blink of an eye.
“Stand over here for a minute. I want to get the shot of Vivi and the guys first.”
Rafe looked up and his breath caught in his throat. She was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. But the dress wasn’t like anything he’d ever seen before. Every step she took down the steps, every move made the material slide across her skin. He swore he could hear it sigh as it caressed her flesh.
He couldn’t look away, couldn’t tear his gaze from her as he stared at her on the stairs.
The outline of her dusky nipples could be seen through the lace at her breast. The outline of the vee of her thighs was displayed through the lace at her hips. He wanted to see for himself what lay beneath the gown. Rafe could imagine peeling off the gown and letting it drop to her feet before carrying Vivi to his bed and making hot, passionate love to her all night long. To bury himself between her thighs, deep inside her body, listening to the sounds of their lovemaking fill the night air.
Rafe swallowed hard as his erection pressed tightly against the front of his tuxedo pants. He needed to get a grip on himself before he lost it right here in front of everyone.
God, the woman was stunning.
He watched her come down the steps on Jeff and John’s arms. Watched as she got to the second to the last step and Paulie motioned him forward. Watched as she placed her hand in his as the rest of the room faded from view and her eyes grew dark with desire.
She wanted him as much as he wanted her. And what Rafe Santori wanted, he got. And right now he wanted Vivian Bloom. Being a man of his word, Rafe made a silent vow to have her in his bed before the shoot was over.
“Walk to the bar, Rafe. Take her hand and move slowly across the room. Now, put your hand on her ass. She’s your possession. Show everyone she’s yours.”
The sound of Paulie’s voice jarred Rafe from his thoughts as he did as instructed.
“Keep the eye contact. Don’t break it. Put everything you’ve got into this one.” Rafe handed Vivi a glass of champagne off the bar and took one for himself. Trying hard not to swallow the whole glass in one swallow, he concentrated on taking a sip.
Vivi took a sip, her gaze never leaving his face.
“Show me something, you two. Anything. Go for it. This is your chance.”
Before he could do anything, Vivi reached up her hand and cupped the side of his face. She leaned closer, and ran her tongue along the side of his ear, her breath caressing his skin.
Rafe shivered from the contact, but didn’t pull away. Instead, he reached out and pulled Vivi closer, nestling her between his thighs. Placing one hand at the back of her neck, he drew her in.