Bad Boy Bachelor Valentine (BAD BOY BACHELORS) by Ali Parker EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author Name: Ali Parker
- Book Genre: Romance
- Edition Language: English
- Date of Publication: February 3, 2023
- File Format: PDF / EPUB
- PDF / EPUB File Size: 3 MB
“Nice, Hart! Give it to me, now,” famous photographer Sam Galloway
said with another bright flash. “That’s it. Lift your chin up a little
more.” He was down on one knee now, angling his camera up at me as I
tried to look wistful. That was the vibe we were going for that day for an
article about cologne for GQ, the magazine I modeled exclusively for now.
Senter Comme Homme was the fourth cologne I’d modeled for this
month, and in my opinion, it smelled the worst. Who wanted to smell like
pine needles and tar with a hint of seaweed? But I couldn’t let my opinion
of the scent make me look any less daydreamy as I looked off into the
distance, pretending I was looking for a familiar face in the crowd. I’d been
doing my best to make all of the pictures for the magazine article look
different, but I wasn’t sure it was working out as planned at the moment.
Not with this many people standing around.
That was the actual problem for me today. A crowd. Why in the world
were there so many people staring at me, milling about on the set, while I
was trying to concentrate? People think that modeling is the easiest job in
the world. Stand there and look good for the camera. Let the photographer
push the button a few times, make your millions, go home and watch your
eighty-inch LED TV while you stroke your pet miniature giraffe. People are
wrong, though. A lot more goes into modeling than anyone who hasn’t done
it could ever imagine.
With all of these distractions going on around me, fear that I was giving
him more “little kid lost in a department store looking for his mother” than
“vulnerable yet tough guy who will defend you in a bar fight but also rub
your feet after dinner” shot through me. This was going to take forever.
“Raise your eyes a bit,” Sam instructed. “Good. Now, a little less…
The resentfulness had to do with the people pointing at me. I needed a
break to find out what the hell was going on. Most of the time, there were
four or five people on a set, tops. Today, there were at least three dozen, and
it wasn’t like they were there to help with the props.
“Can I take a break?” I asked Sam. “I need some water.”
“Sure, sure, of course. Anything you need, Mr. Erickson,” Sam’s
assistant, Lydia, who was a people pleaser for certain, told me with a bright
smile. “Will ten minutes do?”
“Yes, thank you.” I gave her a brief head nod and stepped away from
the backdrop we’d been using to green screen in a cityscape later.
Originally, we’d talked about filming on top of the building, but the wind
was too strong today, and Sam had been afraid it would mess up my hair.
Thank god for modern technology.
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