After breakfast, Violette went back to Charlie’s studio with Ethan and Charlie.
Her heart rioted the entire way, not because she was having any second thoughts about the painting but because she would be naked with Ethan, their nude bodies entangled in an erotic embrace as they posed for a painting.
Which meant that Charlie would be watching them and capturing the image on his canvas.
Charlie turned to her, his features appearing tense. “I regret that I don’t have a screen, Violette. I’ve…never used a live model before. But I’ll turn around while you…undress.” His voice tightened on that last word.
Violette swallowed past the lump in her throat and nodded.
He furrowed his brow. “You’re certain of this? I mean, I don’t wish you to feel coerced in any way.”
His concern helped ease some
