Page 124 of Sucker For You

He grimaced through his chuckle. “Damn. You’re right. Like always.”

“I know.” She put the call on speakerphone.

“Wes Monaghan here.”

“Hello, Mr. Monaghan.” The caller introduced herself as the magazine’s commissioning agent. “Our editors caught your work inNational Geographictwo years back, as well as your recent restoration profile inMonterey Eco. They’re interested in offering you a contract to photograph the endangered megafauna in South Africa’s Maputaland Marine Reserve. Specifically coelacanths, but also whale sharks, potato cod, and leatherback turtles. It would be a two-month assignment with a complete benefits package and paid airfare. Due to seasonal migration patterns, we’d need you to start next week. Are you interested and available?”

“Am I interested in working forWildlife Photographic? With a full benefits package?” Wes’s eyebrows rose. “Yes. Thanks. That’s an incredible offer. But while I’d definitely welcome future opportunities, that timeline doesn’t work with my schedule. I’m busy for the rest of the year on an assignment that already has excellent benefits. . .”

Oh, no.

Helpless, horrified, delighted laughter burst across Isabel’s tongue.

Wes grinned at her, shameless. “Being Mr. Wright.”