Whisper My Name by Renee Wynn

Author:Renee Wynn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: multicultural and interracial romance

After several nights of too many glasses of merlot and ignoring the daggers thrown her way by Lee, one morning, Danielle cautiously walked into the kitchen with a slight hangover—well to be honest, it was more than slight. She hadn’t drunk that much since her breakup with Rio.

He none too gently slammed a plate of eggs and toast in front of her and then slid in the chair across from her.

She grimaced and tried hard not to pinch her nose at the smell and sight of the runny eggs on her plate.

“I’m not hungry.”

He shrugged. “Suit yourself.”

He picked up his fork and dug into the crisp bacon slices, fluffy pancakes and perfect fried eggs on his plate. Apparently the runny eggs were supposed to be her punishment for being an ass.

Lee hadn’t questioned her about Brody after the first time she angrily told him to stay out of business, which was a surprise. Her friend had a tendency to be a hound dog when he wanted information. She was glad he’d reined himself in and left her to wallow in her own pity. Sleeping with Brody was stupid, but falling for him was even worse. After Rio and Jon, she had hoped she was finished making huge blunders. Apparently that wasn’t the case.

“I’m going back to New York,” Lee said.

Where in the hell did that come from? The glass of orange juice she held in her hand stopped midway to her mouth. She set it on the table beside her plate. “But I thought you were going to stay here with me until I went back to New York.”

“Your agent called this morning. It’s time for you to start to work…immediately. He has shoots lined up.”

“What? He can’t do that without my consent.”

“You told him you were taking three months of vacation and then you would be ready to work. Well, you’ve been in Dallas more than three months.”

“What are these jobs?”

“Well, one of them is a swimsuit ad for Sports Illustrated.”

She groaned. She hated doing swimsuit shoots. She was busty and the photographers normally zoomed in on that fact, claiming it was one of her best assets no matter how much she felt uncomfortable and disagreed.

“I don’t want the cover,” she grumbled.

Lee pointed his fork at her “You’re the most reluctant supermodel I’ve ever met. Models would lie, cheat, and steal…maybe even commit murder to have your position.”

“Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful but all the stuff that goes along with being a successful model is what I don’t like.”

“They do want you for the cover.”

“No. I’m not doing it.”

Lee rolled his eyes. “Girl, chill out. “Your asshole agent knows you would have blown a gasket if he agreed to it.”

“Good. I did a cover for them four years ago. It was great exposure but I didn’t—”

“It made you a Supermodel!”

She nodded. “It did and I’m thankful. What other jobs does he have lined up?”

He laid his fork across his plate and entwined his fingers. “There is a runway show in Paris for Givenchy and Lagerfeld.

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