was your idea.”
“No worries, Susanna already did. They’re right in front of the main area where the photographer and video guys will be shooting the event,” Ava stated.
“Oh God.” Elise held her hand over her belly.
“Hey, get into your role, sweetheart. Even though we’re breaking here and there for specific shots, I need you to be exactly like you were the other night when you did your sexy cowgirl routine,” Francisco said.
“How do you know about that?”
“Tagart sent me pictures and Carver sent me a video from his cell phone.”
“Oh Lord.”
* * * *
“If one more fucking guy tries to touch her as she’s posing around the dance hall, I’m going to lose it, Tommy.” Vic took a slug of beer.
“What the hell is she wearing anyway?”
Just then Vic noticed Tagart placing his arm around Elise’s waist as the photographer lowered his fancy camera. Before either Tommy or himself stood up, Elise unwrapped herself from Tagart and began walking their way. Vic stared at her gorgeous legs, her exposed belly, and of course her breasts. There was no way to avoid looking and why should he? Those were his, too.
She glanced around. Then her eyes met his and she paused in her steps just a moment. She looked worried, but then she headed straight toward him and Tommy.
“Hi,” she stated as she stopped inches in front of him. He looked over her shoulder and watched as Tagart glared in anger. He’d show him anger if he wanted to see it.
“Hey, yourself. You look great. What’s this all about?” He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her between him and Tommy. He could see the other guys trying to get a better look at her body.
Tommy placed his hands on her shoulders and she looked up at him.
“You look hot, baby, but we’re not liking this.”
She lowered her eyes.
“I know. Believe me, I’m not liking it either, but we’re almost done. I just have to dance my way into the room and put on a little sexy dance as a preshow to the event.”
Vic pressed his hand against her back.
“Say that again?” he asked.
She shook her head.
“Don’t worry. It’s just a repeat of the other night really. No big deal. Then I can change out of this ridiculous outfit.”
“That’s the best news you’ve shared so far. Maybe we can help you get out of this outfit.” Tommy leaned down and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
“This outfit isn’t her,” Vic stated firmly, and Elise nibbled her bottom lip. He gently took her chin in his hand and rubbed his thumb so she would stop nibbling.
“Don’t do that or you’ll mess up your lipstick. One of these people will come out and plaster more crap on your face.”
“You don’t think I look good with makeup on?” she asked him.
He held her gaze with his and gave her a firm expression.
“Hell no, baby, you are gorgeous with or without it on, but this is too much.”
“It’s for the cameras and video. It helps her perfect features show more clearly,” Tommy stated and both she and Vic looked at him then chuckled.
She looked back at Vic and scrunched her eyes a little before she placed the palm of her hand against his cheek.
“Hey, are you okay? You look tired.” He’d hoped she hadn’t noticed.
“Bad night and little sleep, but I’ll be fine. Do you have to stay all night?”
“I do. I’m kind of in charge of the event, too. But at least once the riders start competing, I can go change. Will you stick around?”
“Stick around? Definitely. We have to keep an eye on our woman,” Vic stated.
“That’s right,” Tommy added.
“I never accepted this whole ‘woman’ thing, you know. You two are making assumptions again.”
“Like hell we are,” Tommy said then placed the palm of his hand against her cheek and gave her a soft kiss on her mouth.
“Okay. Cool it now, you two. You made your point,” Ava stated as she interrupted them. “Honey, you need to get ready for your entrance.”
“Okay. I’m good and
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