The concern was would this change anything for Tracy and me. We’d just gotten our relationship on track, and we were introducing another woman that I had strong feelings for into our bed. I know we had talked, and Tracy had requested that if something like this happened, she wanted to be a part of it, but in the back of my mind, I couldn’t help but be worried. I was in love with Tracy and didn’t want anything to ruin what we had.
When we got back to the suite, there was champagne waiting for us. I went over and read the card. It was from Rafael, congratulating us on a great first day. I showed the card to Kara and she smiled.
“Why don’t you open it?” Tracy instructed me.
I took the foil off the cork and undid the metal cork holder.
“Just ease the cork off so we don’t waste any,” Kara told me.
I’d never opened champagne before, so I followed Kara’s advice, and thankfully it didn’t spew all over the room. I poured the girls each a glass and grabbed a Coke.
I figured my best plan of action was to leave the girls alone for a while, so I went and took a shower. I took my time and let the hot water do its magic. It felt so good not to have the aches and pains from playing football. When I came out I was more relaxed and in a better frame of mind. Both girls were sitting in chairs with their legs curled up under them, facing each other.
When they saw me, their conversation stopped. I just had a towel wrapped around my waist. There was a third chair, so I joined them. I hoped the girls had figured out how tonight was going to go. They both got up together and each sat on one of my knees. Kara leaned in and gave me a kiss. It started out with our lips closed and soon we found ourselves French kissing. Kara broke our kiss with a sparkle in her eyes.
Tracy put her finger under my chin and turned my head to her. She locked lips with me. My concerns rapidly disappeared. When we stopped kissing, Kara and Tracy came together and kissed as passionately as they had kissed me. Their lips parted and they both stood up and walked to the bedroom holding hands. They left me to follow. I gave them a moment and then made my way to the bedroom. Inside the door, there were two piles of clothes. I looked in the middle of the king size bed to find the two beauties kissing, which caused me to become aroused.
I lost my towel and joined the girls. Kara was closest to me; she felt me slide up behind her, and she reached back, grasped my member, and gave it a squeeze.
“David, why don’t you give us a little bit of time to get to know each other first?” Tracy asked.
I could see the upside of the two of them being comfortable with each other, so I grabbed my cell phone and tablet and left them in the bedroom. I checked my phone and found several voicemails and text messages. It looked like the bet and Hollywood Central interview had hit the airwaves. I called home first and got Mom.
“What’s going on? The phone hasn’t stopped ringing,” Mom asked.
“Kara asked me to pose as her boyfriend for the duration of the photo shoot. I guess she’s had some problems with people hitting on her.”
“Your uncle and dad say you’re on SportsCenter. I thought football was over.”
“Oh, there’s a football team here at the hotel for a bowl game. A couple of them were hitting on the girls, and I got pissed off. I think it got a little out of hand with the TV crews following Kara around.”
“You need to call Tom. He’s been trying to get ahold of Kendal, and she’s not answering her phone. He asked me to have you call if I talked to you first.”
“Okay, Mom, I’ll call him. Please give my love to everyone and wish them a Merry Christmas for me.”
“I will, David, and we all love you. Have fun.”
I disconnected and called Tom.
“Hey, Tom, I hear you’re looking for me.”
“Yeah, I need to talk to you about a couple of topics. First of all, good job on the publicity. Devin is pleased you got his clothes on national TV, and we’ve gotten requests for interviews. Deb Thomas would like to coordinate some of the press requests. She wants to send Clare to Florida as the point person,” Tom said.
“This is a bunch to do about nothing. It will all blow over by tomorrow. Kara’s a celebrity, but not huge. I mean, her telling Hollywood Central we’re dating won’t hold anyone’s interest.”
“You might be right if there weren’t the nude pictures,” Tom said.
“What are you talking about? What nude pictures?” I asked in a panic.
My Ford contract was very specific about nude photos. This could void my newly signed five-year deal.
“A photographer was on a boat and took pictures of you and Kara on your set for your commercial. Deb got samples sent to Ford from Entertainment Tonight, trying to get a comment. I emailed them to you.”
I grabbed my tablet and pulled up my email. I sorted through the new emails until I found the one from Tom. It was obvious I was nude and Kara was in a slinky bikini. I got up and headed to the bedroom. Tracy and Kara were in a sixty-nine position, and when I burst in they both looked up, confused. I showed them the pictures and Kara’s eyes got huge.
“Where did you get this?”
I handed to the phone to her and let Tom explain it.
“What’s going on?” Tracy asked.
“A photographer on a boat off shore took pictures. It’s going to hit tomorrow,” I let the concern show in my voice.
Tracy got up and hugged me. When Kara hung up on Tom, she had tears in her eyes. Nude pictures weren’t good for the US market. Tracy and I both hugged her. I broke away to call my mom again. She would kill me if I didn’t tell her.
“Hey, Mom, are you alone?”
“Why, what’s wrong?” she asked.
“Can you get Dad, Greg and Angie, and put me on speakerphone?” I asked.
I waited for her to tell me that she had everyone together. I didn’t need for my grandparents to overhear this conversation. When the speakerphone came on, I also heard Uncle John, which I was fine with.
“Guys, I know I told you I was doing a photo shoot for a diamond company and there was going to be some nudity. Well, I guess the European market has a much higher tolerance for that. Today we did a commercial on the beach, and I was nude. A boater got photos of Kara and me. One of the gossip TV shows has the photos and will air them tomorrow.”
“Can Tom stop them from showing the photos?” Dad asked.
“I don’t think so. We were on a public beach. He might try the underage tack, but then I might be nailed for kiddie porn, even though this is more artistic.” I explained.
“Kind of in the Brook Shields realm when she did Pretty Baby many years ago,” Dad said.
I paused to let that sink in. I wasn’t quite sure what he was talking about, but I would look it up later. Everyone was quiet, so I continued.
“I just want you to be prepared. You’re going to be asked about it. I’ll have Tom call you and give you some ideas of what to say. Personally, I’m not ashamed of what we did today. From the few clips I saw, it’s tastefully done.”
I talked to my family for a half hour. By then Kara had gone back to her room to make her calls. I was on the phone with Deb Thomas when Kara came back smiling. I got off the phone with Deb after agreeing to have Clare fly out to help Kendal with what we were expecting to be a media blitz.
“I talked to my publicist and she says that you’re going to be a household name before the year’s out. She wants me to get you to agree to do more work with me. My agent is already working to line something up, and you’re not breaking up with me. Now you’re good for my career,” Kara beamed.