Gave Good Face

By HK Carlton

Behind his beauty hides a secret.

Male model, Lot Reardon has been the reigning it' guy on the runways of the world for the last decade, but he's beginning to realise his time in front of the camera is winding down. While mulling over his options for the future, Lot is asked to do an impromptu cover shoot with the glamorous and alluring, up-and-coming Pasha Rossdale.

Pasha Rossdale is thrilled and a little bit star struck when she's paired with the striking and charming Lot Reardon. As soon as Lot and Pasha begin to pose, and play off each other under the hot studio lights, raw desire consumes them.

However, one night of smouldering sex turns into something more meaningful, making Lot and Pash the new it couple'.

Can the beautiful relationship survive their changing roles and massive egos, or will Lot's jealousy and suspicion jeopardise all that they have?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Totally Bound Publishing
• Release date: May 9, 2014
• ISBN: 9781784300104

HK Carlton

H-K lives in Canada with her hard-working hubby. She has two very handsome grown sons and a beautiful teenage daughter. She has been an avid reader all her life. Her first love is historical romance so it would come as no surprise that her favourite book of all time is Jane Eyre. But she'll read almost anything that captures her attention and imagination. She loves nothing more than to find a good book that she can't put down. She is a hopeless romantic and prefers happy endings.

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A Totally Bound Publication

Gave Good Face

ISBN # 978-1-78430-010-4

©Copyright HK Carlton 2014

Cover Art by Posh Gosh ©Copyright April 2014

Edited by Sarah Smeaton

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Warning:

This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers. This story has a heat rating of Totally Sizzling and a Sexometer of 2.

GAVE GOOD FACE

HK Carlton

Behind his beauty hides a secret.

Male model, Lot Reardon has been the reigning ‘it’ guy on the runways of the world for the last decade, but he’s beginning to realize his time in front of the camera is winding down. While mulling over his options for the future, Lot is asked to do an impromptu cover shoot with the glamorous and alluring, up-and-coming Pasha Rossdale.

Pasha Rossdale is thrilled and a little bit star struck when she’s paired with the striking and charming Lot Reardon. As soon as Lot and Pasha begin to pose, and play off each other under the hot studio lights, raw desire consumes them.

However, one night of smoldering sex turns into something more meaningful, making Lot and Pash the new ‘it couple’.

Can the beautiful relationship survive their changing roles and massive egos, or will Lot’s jealousy and suspicion jeopardize all that they have?

Dedication

To my sister. You are the better half of me. Thank you for never letting me give up on my dreams. I love you.

Got your pinkie.

Trademarks Acknowledgement

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

Doctor Zhivago: Metro-Goldwyn-Meyer

Skype: Microsoft Corporation

Armani: Giorgio Armani S.p.A.

Barbie: Mattel, Inc.

Calvin Klein: Calvin Klein, Inc.

Tommy Hilfiger: Tommy Hilfiger Corporation

Versace: Gianni Versace S.p.A.

Manolo Blahnik: Manolo Blahnik/Manolo Blahnik International Limited

Chapter One

Lot Reardon stepped from the shower stall in his dressing room, toweling his dark hair.

Hey, Lot, glad I caught you. Can you stay for a couple of hours?

Still holding the towel to his head and about out of patience, he stared at his agent, Ray McMullen. The entire day of shooting had been a disaster. Nothing had gone smoothly from the lighting, to the set, to the other models who’d been nightmares to work with. For what?

Well, to tell you the truth, the photographer and the magazine execs aren’t happy with the shots they got of their cover models. They want you to stay and take some test shots.

Alone?

No, they’ve got Pasha Rossdale’s people talking to her right now, to see if she’s game.

They wanted him to pose with Pasha Rossdale? Lowering the towel, Lot grinned at his representative. I’ve always wanted to work with her.

Yeah, I know you have. His agent smiled, in relief.

Huh, well, maybe we can salvage this day after all.

That’s my boy, but one small problem.

What’s that?

The stylists have gone home. Ray looked up at Lot’s wet messy hair.

You do know that I’m quite capable of combing my own hair, right?

Yes, of course I do. He laughed, then his features turned serious. Do you?

I can, and you know what else? I can brush my own teeth and wipe my own ass, too.

Well, thank the Lord for that, cause I ain’t doin’ it.

Get the fuck out of here and let me get dressed.

When Ray was gone, Lot pulled on the pair of jeans, the ones he’d arrived on location wearing, then dragged on his shirt, leaving it unbuttoned. He had no idea what they had in mind or if he’d be making a wardrobe change shortly.

He sauntered back out onto the set, waiting to see what was expected of him.

Ah, here’s Lot now, the photographer Doug, gestured him over. Lot had worked with him many times and found him both professional and talented. Any news on Miss Rossdale? he asked the assistant beside him.

I’m here, Dougie.

They all turned to watch the exquisite, statuesque blonde walk toward them. She was also casual, in street clothes—a cream colored camisole and beige short shorts, that made her toned and tanned legs look, like they went on forever. But damn, was she sexy in them. She also must have taken advantage of the shower facilities, her hair although mostly dry still held that damp sectioned look. She was almost completely devoid of makeup except for some mascara lengthening and darkening her lashes.

Pasha Rossdale had come into the business around the time that Lot had been at the top and very much in demand. They’d been to many of the same photo shoots, but other than a passing greeting or a smile, they had never actually been formally introduced or spoken more than handful of words. But Lot had admired her work, not to mention that face and body for a long time.

As much as he had the dark and smoldering thing going on, she had radiance and smokin’ hotness. But whereas, Lot felt like he was nearing the end of his career, Pasha’s name was just beginning to be bandied about with the likes of Heidi and Giselle. And just like her predecessors, the press had dubbed her simply Pash or Pasha, no Rossdale required. And the real kicker was that he’d never heard a bad thing about her. Any other model that had worked with her in the past, male or female had nothing