Clare stepped up to our table.
“Mr. Range, David, and Miss Range, would you mind having some pictures taken and meeting some people?”
They had set up a room for photos to be taken. I saw Adrienne getting her picture taken, and I had a stupid grin on my face.
“Who’s brain-damaged now?” Sandy whispered.
I turned and gave her the arched eyebrow.
“Listen, smarty-pants, if you aren’t careful, I’ll spank your cute little butt.”
I heard a woman’s voice.
“I might pay to see that.”
I turned in horror to see Adrienne grinning at us. I recovered quickly.
“For you, there’s no charge. I have a suite upstairs. We could go up there and handle this problem, and anything else you might want to do.”
Devin choked.
“Are there any women safe when he’s around?” he asked Kendal.
Kendal shook her head sagely.
“No, not really.”
Adrienne was trying not to laugh at me, but just barely succeeding.
“Clare, I like this one,” Adrienne said. “He’s fearless, and that should be rewarded. Set something up that he and I can do together.”
She grabbed my hand.
“Come on, handsome. Let’s get our picture taken.”
We went up and took a couple of pictures together, and then she messed up my hair. I looked at her in surprise. She had a gleam in her eye.
“Let’s give them something that’ll make the paper,” she said.
She gave me a sweet kiss on the lips. I don’t know what came over me, but I put a lip-lock on her and gave her a serious kiss. I found her huge breasts pressed against me, and I grabbed her butt to pull her in tight. She had her fingers in my hair, holding me in place as she finished what I’d started. If my knees hadn’t locked, I would have collapsed when she broke our kiss. We were both trying to catch our breath.
“You’re a naughty boy. If I were younger, I’d make a serious run at you.”
With that, she was out the door.
I had no idea how I got into the makeup chair with Maggie looking at me with disgust.
“What did I tell you about you dying if you messed up my work?”
Kendal came over, shaking her head.
“You always say go big or stay home. At least you live by what you preach.”
“You have to get me copies of those pictures. One of them is going to be my Christmas card picture this year.”
Kendal laughed.
“You are bad, bad, bad ... and your friends will shit when they see that card.”
Maggie had me presentable again, and I joined Devin, Deb and the head of marketing for Range Sports for a few shots. Devin then got his sister to take a few with the three of us. He then smirked and left us alone for a couple of pictures.
“You put your hand on my sister’s bottom and we’ll have words,” he said as he walked away.
Everyone laughed. They laughed harder when Sandy grabbed my hand, put it on her bottom and dared me to take it off; I just shrugged and kissed her forehead. We then got a shot of Devin trying to strangle me.
Devin and Sandy joined Kendal and me as we went back to our suite. I didn’t know we were hosting an after-hours party. When we walked in, the other models all started clapping. I saw the photo room had a live feed in our suite. Allison filled me in. For years, there had been a pool to see which guy could get to first base with Adrienne.
They had recorded the whole scene. Kendal provided commentary as it unfolded in the replay.
“Here the unsuspecting female rewards our hero with a chaste kiss.” She looked around the room. “Girls, never ever let David get his lips on you. You’re about to witness what happens. Your brain goes blank and all you can think about is the two of you. The whole world fades as you realize you’re no longer in control. I swear that Adrienne couldn’t tell you her own name.
“Now ladies, the only thing that saved Adrienne from dropping her panties was they were in public. Once he had his hands on her butt, she still might have done him right there. This is a cautionary tale that you need to lock up your daughters and sisters whenever our hero is around.”
“That’s it, Sandy, time to go home,” Devin said.
She stared her brother down.
“If you try to go all big-brother on me, I will end you.”
He just shook his head. I went to the bar and did something out of character: I grabbed a beer. There was also a table set up with sandwich fixings. Sandy and I each made a sandwich and found a quiet place to kick back and just talk. At eleven, I told everyone good night, because I had to be up at six to start my photo shoots. I woke to someone crawling into bed with me. When they just curled up and went to sleep, I ignored the intrusion.
Chapter 18 – Do Not Piss This One Off
Monday December 2
AT SIX, MY ALARM WENT off and I took a quick shower. I put on a robe. My mystery woman was sound asleep with her head under the covers, lightly snoring. I went out to the main room and found pastries and a big urn of coffee. I was getting a cup when Kendal’s door opened and Devin was sneaking out. I laughed, which startled him.
“So, it’s the walk of shame for you this morning. You want some coffee?”
“I guess if I’m busted, I might as well have one. Oh, those look good.”
We sat down at the table.
“I know it’s none of my business, but I love my sister. Did you two ...” Devin asked.
“Oh, that’s who’s in my bed. No. She came in, crawled into bed, and left me alone, so I just went back to sleep.”
I could see him relax. Kendal came out of her room in a robe and stretched. When she saw both of us there, she froze.
“What happens in Chicago stays in Chicago. Your slutty little secrets are safe with me,” I said.
“Bite me,” she said, as she flipped me off.
I turned to Devin.
“That sounded like an invitation.”
“You want me to glue the family jewels to your thigh?”
Devin looked concerned.
“Do not piss this one off. She actually did that to her big brother,” I said.
We heard a knock on the door; people were showing up for the shoot. Devin went into my room and got his sister up. She was wearing my workout clothes when she came out. She bounded over to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
“Now I can tell my girlfriends that I slept with David Dawson,” she said, and Devin groaned.
I couldn’t resist.
“Good luck explaining that when you get home.”
He gave me the finger; it must be contagious. We said our goodbyes, and I got ready for the shoots.
ALL THREE GIRLS WANTED something different. The first shoot was Lindsey. She was very cute with brown hair and brown eyes. She wanted to do a Sunday-morning theme. The shots were of a couple sitting at breakfast, having coffee, reading the paper, and everything very proper and boring. The suite had a fireplace, so I suggested we do a few of us on the floor with a fire going in the background. I got out the comics and I had her read them to me.
When she relaxed and we were giggling about the last one she read me, I tickled her. Lindsey, miss prim and proper, squealed like a little girl. She forgot about the camera, gave me a look and retaliated. The paper went flying and I finally pinned her to the floor. I heard the clicking of the camera but everyone was holding their breath. She got a sexy look and we began to kiss. I let her roll me on my back with her on top of me as she played with my hair. The look on her face sold the shot. She suddenly realized we weren’t alone, jumped up and looked embarrassed.
I got up and tried to hide my arousal, with no success. Kendal ran up and gave me a robe. The photographer loaded the pictures onto the computer, which was still tied to the big screen TV. Clare came up behind me and put her hand on my shoulder. When we got to the end, she squeezed my shoulder. I looked over at her, and she nodded her approval.
“Are you happy with these?” I asked Lindsey.