Burning Desire. Kayla Perrin

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СКАЧАТЬ even his feet looked sexy. From her vantage point, they looked long and perfectly formed. Manly.

      While Sabrina figured out a way to juggle all of the items she’d brought, Mason came over to her and extended a hand. “Let me take your bag,” he offered.

      “I got it,” she told him, finally securing the light stand and tripod under each arm, the camera bag already slung over her shoulder.

      “I can see that. But I’m offering to help you.”

      “And I appreciate it, but I’ve carried my camera bag and gear around a gazillion times. I don’t need—”

      “Are you always this stubborn?” Mason asked.

      “Stubborn? I wouldn’t call it stubborn because I’m used to handling myself in all types of photo shoot situations. It comes with the territory.” Besides, for some reason, she was ready for Mason to be on his way. The sooner the better.

      “And I like being a gentleman. Come on, give me one of the bags.”

      Looking at him, Sabrina conceded. The car was parked a good ways down the street and the gear was heavy. She passed him the large bag.

      “I can take the tripod, as well,” Mason said.

      “I—” She stopped herself midprotest, and said, “All right.” She gave him a sidelong glance as she looked up at him. “I guess I am a bit stubborn. But I’ve always been used to taking care of myself.”

      “And why is that? No man to take care of you?”

      Sabrina stopped and looked up at him. “I don’t need a man to take care of me.”

      “So that’s it.”

      “You make it sound like a curse.”

      “It’s neither good nor bad. But perhaps you can tell me all about it over dinner.”

      Sabrina’s eyes widened. Had she just heard Mason correctly? She decided that even if she had, it had been a slip of the tongue on his part.

      She began to walk briskly, thanks to the fact that she was no longer weighed down by her heavy bag.

      “That was a question. Customarily, questions are followed by an answer.”

      Sabrina turned around to face Mason, who was looking at her with a disarming grin. “You were serious?”

      “Of course I was serious. I’d love to take you to dinner. I can’t do it tonight, but perhaps we can make arrangements for tomorrow. I’m back to work on Friday.”

      “No, thank you,” Sabrina said without preamble.

      “Just like that? You’re not even going to consider it?”

      Sabrina hesitated before speaking. She was trying to digest the fact that Mason had even asked her out when she was certain she wasn’t his type. “This isn’t uncommon,” she said after a moment. “Feeling close to someone after spending some time in a photo shoot.”

      Mason’s laughter was instant. “Are you saying that in the last two hours, you think I’ve developed some sort of savior complex where you’re concerned? Or do you call it a photographer’s complex? I’m not familiar with the term.”

      Sabrina inhaled a breath and continued. After hearing Mason’s response, she conceded that the idea sounded a little silly. But she persisted, nonetheless. “To a degree, yes. We connected well. We enjoyed some flirtatious banter. I’ve seen you with your shirt off. I even rubbed your body down with that solution. And now you think it would be a nice idea to take me on a date.”

      Mason looked amused. “So you’re telling me that hitting on the photographer who just took photos of me is typical?”

      Sabrina was flustered once again. She hadn’t exactly come off as eloquently as she’d hoped to. But he had to understand the idea that she was getting at. That simply because they had spent time together, he was feeling that they’d connected. That was what was making him think that going on a date would be a good idea. But whatever attraction he was feeling wasn’t really founded in reality.

      “It’s not an official complex or anything,” Sabrina said, not quite meeting his eyes. “Just...you know how people who work together often end up dating? Simply because they spend so much time together during the work week. That’s sort of what I’m getting at.”

      “Ahhh.”

      “And typically, they end up regretting it.”

      “Right.”

      Thank God, he understood.

      “Thanks for the warning,” Mason went on. “I appreciate your consideration for not wanting to blur the lines between business and pleasure, if that’s what this is. But all the same, my reason for asking you out has nothing to do with the fact that you’ve seen me with my shirt off. Plenty of people have seen me with my shirt off, and I didn’t ask them out on a date.”

      Sabrina’s face flamed. “Like I said, that came out the wrong way.”

      Then she started walking again, grateful that Mason did the same, in silence. At her SUV, Mason helped her get the bags into her trunk. Sabrina was ready to be on her way and forget about this strange interaction with Mason.

      Until he said, “Despite what you said, I actually would like to take you out to dinner. Would tomorrow work for you?”

      Sabrina looked up at him, shocked. So he was serious. This wasn’t going according to plan, not at all. She was truly hoping that they could simply part ways, so she could put the unprofessional parts of the day out of her mind.

      “Why?” she found herself asking.

      “Call me old school, but I’d like to take you to dinner because I find you incredibly attractive and I’d like to get to know you better.”

      His words stumped her. She hadn’t expected him to say that. He was way too gorgeous to be single, let alone interested in her.

      “Mason, I’m flattered, but—”

      “Don’t say no. I’ll take you somewhere nice, we’ll enjoy a delicious dinner and we’ll talk.”

      “I’m flattered, I really am. But I’m sorry. I—I’m just not interested.”

      Mason looked at her, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. “Oh. You’re involved with someone?”

      “Do I have to be involved with someone to say no to you?” Sabrina asked. She crossed her arms over her chest, unaware of the defensive gesture.

      “That would be one explanation.”

      She laughed without mirth. “Quite the ego you have, don’t you?”

      “Maybe I’m completely off base, but I thought I felt something between us. Some sparks. Especially...”

      “Especially what?”

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