“Just hold a minute,” her impatience made him laugh. “Give me some more.”
“Christ,” she swore lightly, but there was a hint of a smile now. She readjusted her position against the knapsack and mused sweetly. Jack got the shot. She tilted her head to the side and he got another.
“Now?” she asked.
“No, not now. This is fun. Come on... give me a little something.”
“Something?” Her eyes narrowed.
“Yeah. You know; a little skin.”
“Skin?”
“Just a bit,” Jack encouraged. She seemed to deflate momentarily but taking a breath, she sat up, undid the two top buttons of her shirt and adjusted the lapels. She looked up, expectantly, into the lens.
“You can do better than that!”
Jack watched her through the camera, her eyes searching. “What exactly are you asking me to do?” Her voice was low, su
