Camera chemistry - chelsea curto

When I agree to help my best friend with a photo shoot involving a stranger, I dont expect to hit it off with the guy posing in the photos with me.

Somehow, I do.

Theres an undeniable heat between us, and electric energy surges through my veins whenever he touches me.

When he invites me back to his place for a one-night stand after we finish the shoot, I dont even hesitate.

Hes attentive, funny, sweet and kind.

And his mouth is downright filthy, hearing my fantasies and delivering on every one.

Its only twenty-four hours, no strings attached.

Thats it.

Except theres one tiny problem; he makes me feel more alive than I have in my entire life.

I cant stop thinking about him, and Im wondering if hes thinking about me, too.

I try to tell myself its just camera chemistry.

Adrenaline from a fun photography session, not actual attraction.

Theres no way men like this exist in real life, is there? If so, Aiden Wood is the blueprint, and Im the sucker whos desperate for more of him.

One night wasnt enough.