Tera Bryant embraces her curves despite being immersed in the modelling world. Her job as a makeup artist requires confidence, creativity and the ability to stay focused in the presence of some of the world’s finest men. She has never had a problem until she works with Nick Tasso, a gorgeous Greek model who has a thing for voluptuous women.
Tera is swept away by the sizzling chemistry between them and emotionally unprepared when their electric connection blossoms into something more than hot sex. She struggles to deal with the media’s scrutiny over her body and their burgeoning relationship. Tera must decide to trust her heart and face her own insecurities before she can have the 'happily ever after' she truly desires.
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"Terrah, can you add a few more sparkles to Jocelyn’s eye makeup?"
"My pleasure. Can you look up for me?" Terrah asked Jocelyn. She ignored the model’s bored sigh as she began to apply more blue rhinestones around her eyes.
The blonde bombshell could be a pain to work with, but today she was worse than usual.
Biting back a sigh of her own, Terrah dusted her brush on her hand before applying more of the smoky bronze eyeshadow to highlight Jocelyn’s blue eyes.
"How’s this?" Terrah asked, turning to Michelle.
The art director had been instrumental in helping Terrah build her portfolio when she’d first started by recommending her to other clients. Terrah had snagged some of the best jobs of her career because of Michelle’s confidence in and praise for her work.
"Perfect!" Michelle looked at her watch. "We start shooting in twenty minutes."
"Perfect," Jocelyn muttered as she scrutinised her appearance in the mirror. She got up from her chair, stunning in the couture evening gown that clung to her slender form, and walked away.
Michelle frowned. "She’s in a mood today."
"I couldn’t tell."
Her sarcasm wasn’t lost on the art director, and they both chuckled as Terrah stored her brushes.
"You’d think she’d be in a great mood"—Michelle shook her head as she fiddled with her iPad—"especially since she’s working with Nick today."
Nick Tasso.
Everyone in the world of fashion knew his name. He was one of the most sought-after male models in the business. Tabloid pictures of Nick and Jocelyn kissing in a club had circulated in entertainment news for months. Today would be Terrah’s first time working with him.
"Speak of the gorgeous devil..."
Terrah glanced up from her makeup case to see Nick approaching them. Her heart skipped a beat as her gaze skated over the Greek model.
Lawd, have mercy.
Nick Tasso was beyond gorgeous. Dressed in an elegant tux, he was positively lethal to any female with a pulse, and Terrah’s was racing. He was sexier in person than on the magazine pages she’d never admit to having stared at before arriving at the studio. His thick, dark brown hair gleamed almost black in the studio. He had beautiful...no, mesmerising green eyes framed by long, sooty lashes on a profile the gods had surely chiselled with love, by hand. Terrah loved the way his olive skin contrasted perfectly with the pristine white tuxedo shirt, which he wore open, revealing taut abs beneath. His dark good looks belonged on the glossy pages of magazines, to be seen and adored by women all over the world.
Adored and ogled.
Terrah cursed under her breath, annoyed by her thoughts. She was used to working in close proximity with beautiful females and males. It was her job, and not once had she been physically attracted to a model.
Until today.
"Ready for me?" Nick asked, flashing them both a brilliant smile before turning his green eyes on Terrah.
His deep voice reminded her of warm leather, strong and soothing to the senses.
"I am." Terrah patted the chair beside her. "Have a seat here."
"You’ll be in good hands with Terrah."
Michelle winked at her as Nick sat down. The art director walked off, and Terrah ignored the flutter of butterflies in her stomach as she fished around in her makeup case for the right powder for Nick. She selected a sponge for application, then pivoted on her heels to find Adonis looking right at her.
And that would be because you’re right in his face.
"This won’t take long. Can you take off your shirt? I don’t want to get makeup on it."
"No problem."
Terrah stepped out of his way as he stood up to shrug out of his tuxedo jacket and shirt. Her pulse quickened as her eyes swept over hard, defined muscles. She met his eyes and knew, finally knew, what it meant to be spellbound by a man.
How could she have thought his eyes were simply green? They were aqua green.
Like the ocean.
Terrah straightened her back, annoyed by the flash of heat running up her neck to her cheeks. She prided herself on being a seasoned professional, unaffected by the plethora of male goodness she often found herself surrounded by. Besides, she refused to mentally moon over a pretty-boy model, especially one dating someone as vapid and annoying as Jocelyn. He was obviously into boring, bone-skinny blondes.
Terrah pressed the sponge to Nick’s face and quickly blended the foundation into his skin. It took all of her energy to focus on her task and not the strong line of his jaw or his ripped abs she lightly dusted. She was almost done when Jocelyn rounded the small partition in front of Terrah’s workspace.
"Nick, we need to talk."
"Not now, Jocelyn."
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