Chapters (42)
- Cover
- Painful
- Books By S.C. Stephens
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
Laughing, I shook my head and walked into the warm water. Careful to not get the camera wet, I again tried to take some sexy shots. Still, nothing was turning out the way I wanted, and the constant stream of water in my face was really getting on my nerves. Damn it. I wasn’t going to be able to do this on my own. I needed help, but who could I possibly ask to do this for me…
An idea immediately popped into my brain, making me grin. Oh yeah…she’d be perfect.
Turning off the shower, I quickly dried off. Then I erased all of the photos I’d just taken. If I was going to do this—and I was—then I was going to do it right. Kiera was going to love this.
Fifteen minutes later, I knocked on my future photographer’s door. God, I hoped she was home. Thankfully she was, and a moment later the door opened to expose the cute little perky blonde who was about to make my fantasy for Kiera a reality.
Jenny tilted her head as she stared at me “Kellan? What are you doing here?” It wasn’t very often that I just showed up on Jenny’s doorstep. In fact…I don’t think I’d ever done it before.
Grinning, I said, “Hey, Jenny. I was wondering…do you think you could…do something for me?”
“Of course,” she said, opening her door wide so I could come in. “What do you need?”
I crinkled my nose as she shut her door behind me. I wasn’t sure if she’d agree to this, but she was by far my best choice. None of the guys would do it, Rachel was too shy to do it, and Anna would say she’d do it, but then she’d just spend the entire time ogling me. But more than any of that, Jenny had the style I was looking for—she was probably the most artistic person I knew. The classiest, for sure. “I need your help taking a picture.”
That surprised her, but she instantly offered her help. “Sure. What kind of picture?”
Biting my lip, I dropped my head and peeked up at her. She might actually have a problem with this.
Jenny was instantly suspicious of my request. Crossing her arms over her chest, she raised an eyebrow at me. “Kellan…what kind of picture?”
I raised my hands. “Nothing too bad, I promise. I just…I want to leave something sexy for Kiera, and I can’t seem to do it myself.” Remembering my failures made me frown. Everything I’d tried so far had just come out…weird.
Smiling at me, Jenny shook her head in amusement. Then she frowned. “I don’t think Evan would be okay with me taking naked pictures of you, even if it is for a good cause.”