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it is then,” I smiled.
    While they all smiled at me, Kasey climbed onto the bed. I moved into position for the first shot, but before I could raise my camera to focus on her legs, making sure the bikini was in the frame, Frick and Frack, better known as Bo and Finn, barged into the room.
    “Jesus, Nic, where’s the love?” Finn demanded. “Triplet code clearly states that any and all photo shoots with sexy friends should be supervised by your brothers.”
    “Get out,” I gritted out between my teeth as I framed my shot. Then I saw Kasey’s face through the lens of my camera. She’d had a crush on Finn in high school and now that she was divorced, and if the flirty grin she was throwing his direction was any indicator, it seemed that crush had returned. Her eyes were bright as she grinned at Finn. When I looked over my shoulder and watched him wink at her, matching her grin, I sighed. Oh, boy, here we go again. I only hoped this time around it didn’t include midnight phone calls to analyze every look or comment Finn sent her way.
     
    ***
    It had been two days since we created the fake profiles on POF and SSD, and I was chomping at the bit to see what kind of messages we received. I’d admit now that the lack of control I had over this process was unnerving me to the point that I considered opening my own accounts in secret, but so far I hadn’t given in to the impulse. Currently, I was in one of Kasey’s yoga classes with the girls on mats, winding down. I was exhaling on a downward facing dog and could feel my muscles relaxing.
    Kasey’s yoga studio was next door to Gypsy’s, and it faced the busy street. She’d hired two instructors and between the three of them offered classes from six a.m. until nine p.m. She catered to those who went to work early and stayed late furthering their careers. Her clientele was mostly high-stress professionals who needed to unwind at the end of the day, or zen out before heading into work.
    To attract business, she’d had the bright idea to put her rooms in the front with big windows so women passing by would be drawn in, and men walking past would see women’s asses in the air and want to join for the show. It was a brilliant marketing plan and it worked. The number of men who’d joined was actually higher than the women. I couldn’t have been prouder of Kasey for making a success out of her business, but at this exact moment, while my ass was in the air, I could have killed her with my bare hands for putting me in this position.
    Picture it . . .
    Nicola, the fair-haired maiden, was stretching out her Gluteus Maximus when the dark and dangerous hero passed by the window. Imagine if you will how the color rushed further into her face when a familiar pair of boots stopped suddenly in her line of sight. Her eyes looked up between her legs and saw the same gleaming honey-colored eyes with dark, heavy brows staring back at her. Also, imagine, how the sight of those eyes sent her heart racing and her balance waning as she tried to lower said ass to the ground. Unfortunately, the fair-haired maiden was not as graceful as her friends were, you see, evidence to this fact was when she tried to recover. Down she went taking Angela with her as she tried to turn over. Nay, she was unsuccessful in righting her body before the handsome hero seemingly crushed his cup of coffee between his fingers, spilling it yet again down his front.
    Get the picture?
    “What the hell?” Angela laughed as I tried to climb off of her.
    “Sorry, sorry,” I replied, embarrassed as I watched Triple D (Drop Dead Delicious) storm down the sidewalk heading back toward Gypsy’s.
    “Quiet, please,” Toni Roseneau, the master yoga instructor, whisper-shouted.
    Crawling on my knees and moving back into plank position, I inhaled deeply, then exhaled slowly as I prayed to God Triple D would be gone from Gypsy’s by the time we were finished. Good Lord, I don’t know why this guy makes me nervous. My