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remember had it ever happened before.
    I very seriously wondered if there was any scenario available that would make throwing her over my shoulder caveman style and running off with her to the closest bed for the next seven to ten days acceptable.  Decorum prevailed and I reached my hand out to clasp hers. 
    With that first touch I. Was . DONE. 
    Ring the bell, sound the alarm, turn off the lights and lock the doors. 
    Done. 
    I’d easily had hundreds of women underneath me over the last decade, but never once did I struggle to continue breathing when I touched them.  I was touching Tessa’s hand, not her body, and I shouldn't have been as affected as I was just from a simple touch. 
    What the hell?
    We were both brought out of our silent study of each other by Devon giving a little laugh.  Letting go of my hand, Tessa gifted me with the most heart-stopping smile I'd ever seen.  There was the faintest trace of a flush on her skin, and her eyes… fuck .  She was turned on too. If I didn't know that it had to be a complete impossibility, I'd swear she had been on the verge of a massive orgasm.
    I return ed her smile with what I hoped wasn't a totally inappropriate " I want to superglue you to my cock for six to twelve lifetimes " look.  It was time for me to say something… anything, but I was beyond flustered. If I could just remember why we were there right then, I'd have something to say.  Finally, my brain clicked in and provided some information. Pictures! She took pictures.  Pulling my mind out of the bedroom, I focused all of my attention on making a good impression.
    "Tessa, it's a pleasure to meet you.  I was lucky enough to see your photos of The Chaps after one of th eir shows a few weeks ago. When I went to your website and saw the rest of your pictures, I knew had to have you." 
    Oh shit, that sounded terrible! Real fucking smooth, moron .
    "I mean I had to have you join the tour.  To be our photographer."
    When did I turn into a bumbling idiot? I was normally unflappable, but right then I sounded like a total douche. I was pretty damn sure that nothing I’d said really made sense.  If the expressions on Ian and Devon's faces were anything to go by, I really looked like a total tool.  Neither of them seemed to be able to believe what they were witnessing.
    All my concerns about my idiocy evaporate d like cold water on a hot day when Tessa smiled and spoke.  "It's a pleasure to meet you Flynn.  I'm a fan of your work as well, and it's an honor to have been chosen to do this job.  I promise not to let you down."
    Even her voice wa s hot.  Watching her lips move was a carnal activity, and I envisioned her lips opening to suck me.  Right then, I realized that I needed to put some space between us, immediately. There was no longer any question about my intentions toward her. I planned on pursuing her, but the way things were going right then, I'd be begging her to marry me before the night was over if I didn’t walk away.
    "I know you won't Tessa.  I've studied your work, and I have full faith in your abilities. Unfortunately, I need to make my way around the room for a bit, but I'll find you later so that we can really talk.  Enjoy yourself."
    Flashing another smile, I turned and looked for someone else to talk to.  Anyone.  Spotting Cole at the edge of the room looking in my direction, I made my way over to him. 
    I wasted no time in filling him in.  "Holy fuck Cole, you won't believe this shit.  I just met the photographer.  Remember how hot she was in those photos?  She's better in person, and I just made a total ass out of myself because I was flustered.  I almost dragged her to the nearest flat surface to fuck her.  She's got me so out of my mind that I swear to god I think I’d come in about two minutes inside of her. Hell, that’s being optimistic.  If she just talks to me while she’s naked, I’ll probably come without ever touching her. Me! I'm not even