Chapter 22
“I didn’t sign up for this,” Devlin protested as Isobel did his makeup in the bathroom. He needed very little to accent those features for the camera. It was hard for Isobel not to trace them with her fingers as she did the work.
“As one of the leads, you’ll get paid handsomely,” she reminded him.
“I don’t want your money,” he grumbled as Michelle tried to help him out of his normal clothes. “Back off, Red.”
“Spoilsport,” Michelle shot Isobel a wink she couldn’t help returning.
With his t-shirt already peeled off, a half-dressed and very frustrated Devlin Jones was indeed a very pretty sight.
“Holy crumbs!” Michelle had circled around behind him, and was now staring at Devlin’s grand, multi-colored dragon tattoo. She poked it, almost as if testing to see if it was alive.
