Nipslip

One nipple. A world of problems.

I own the runway. Until my nipple pops out of my dress during New York Fashion Week and it suddenly owns me. Being called a worthless gutter slut by a fuming designer is the least of my problems. My career is swirling around the toilet like the other models’ lunches. Until smoking hot Tate Decker steps in with a crazy idea about how his magazine can maybe salvage my livelihood.

It’s less than two feet in front of me. Perfect and perky and pink. And the woman it’s attached to looks absolutely horrified. I need to help her, and not just because she’s beautiful and has a perfect rack. Using my position in the industry to expose the volatile nature of our business puts my career in jeopardy in an attempt to save Riley’s. I’m willing to risk that, but falling for her isn’t part of the plan.

When love and tits are involved...
Things can get slippery.