Hard To Resist
"I think we really might have found the twelve sexiest men in America," Lacey Graham's assistant, Jackie, sighed as they took in the photographic buffet of gorgeous men before them on the project board. The final selections for the "Sexiest American Heroes" calendar had been made the week before. As photographer for the project, these gorgeous guys were all now in Lacey's capable hands.
Lacey stood back, one arm wrapped across her middle with her other elbow balancing on it, her chin resting in her fingers as she assessed the blowups of the hunks with a cool, experienced eye.
Too many blondes in a row in March, April and May—she'd switch April with August. Since they were in October now, she'd reversed the schedule, starting with Mr. December, who was set to arrive tomorrow, and November a few days later. She wanted to take them one at a time, calling them back at a later date for group cover shots.
She and Jackie had been juggling these promo shots all day, most of which were not professionally done but were good enough for roughs. Actually, it was impressive how incredible these men looked in the bad lighting and overly bright PR poses. Her hands itch ... read full excerpt from: Hard To Resist ebook
