JUST SET THEM UP TO KNOCK THEM DOWN -- (DAKOTA)

[isabella]

you're the one that i should never take, but i can't sleep until i devour you - - - - -

After much heated conversation over instant messaging with Dakota she finally invited him to a photo shoot. It was a group photo shoot but he said he wanted in and what better way to surprise him then have a bunch of Victoria Secret Angels all over his body. Although Isabella would be first to admit, she was not good at sharing and pretty soon his body would be screaming to her and she would eventually have to steal the show and keep him all to herself. Sharing was not in her vocabulary.

She had been at the beach already for an hour or two, doing some group photos and single shots with the director. The director was kind and an old friend but when he was put behind the lens he was known to be a crazy man who would scream weird things to the model that were supposed to bring out their inner wild. So far Isabella had not seen this raging side of the photographer yet but she somewhat wanted to. Sitting in hair and make up, rollers in her hair, she was fiddling with her phone waiting to see if Dakota was going to text her.

What she had in store for him was beyond the ordinary, she definitely wanted to give him a taste of the Victoria Angel but also the Australian girl that was dying to get out and show herself. Dakota was going to be here soon and she was so excited to show him around and get him infront of the camera and get some good shots.

Ryanna another model from South Africa joined her as she too under went hair and make up. Isabella did not have many friends so far from Victoria Secret but then again she was somewhat new and her entering the Angel's definitely did interrupt the balance between all the models. A buzz came from her Blackberry as she examined the screen, it was just an email for her agent with a few pictures attached of her up coming costumes and the deadlines that she had to make for her fittings. Modeling was a great stress reliever but it also built up a lot of stress and she felt that sometimes her life was moving so fast that no matter how hard she slammed on the brakes, she would not slow down.

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[DAKOTA TROY WALLACE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 388px; height: 425px; padding: 6 6 6 6px; background-image: url(http://i55.tinypic.com/63w037.jpg);] words.608 tagged.isabella notes.welcome to one of Kody's fantasies;click He hadn’t had many photoshoots. Though, since his book was a best seller that called for some appearance on tv and on magazines, but an actual professional model photo shoot was a new deal. Nerves were never a factor for him; he was a cool confident cat when it came to anything involving women. Dakota expected this just to be an opportunity to watch some half naked girls get their picture taken, but if it turned out that he was going to be the certain of their attention, well then that was just a bonus. His windows were rolled down. One hand rested on the steering wheel as the other was sticking out the window, a smirk playing his features. Day was his day off from writing, recently he had had enough muse to jot down several chapters. But today was his day just to enjoy. As his navy blue Lotus Elise cruised down the road, he found his mind wandering to the question if Genevive would be there. If she was and Isabella hadn’t told any of the other girls that he was coming, Kody was going to need a camera to capture the expression her face. Though part of him doubted the she was there. Nothing to fret over though, he was still going to a Victoria Secret photo shoot. Both hands back on the wheel, his gaze flashed over to his phone in the passenger’s seat, which was the only other seat in the car. He was a guy that acted out of surprise, so telling her that he was close was a thought that quick passed. His smug grin was on his lips the whole drive, and it was still there during the faire ride to the other island. One thing he didn’t like was that there weren’t bridges that connected the islands of Hawaii, he would have preferred that. At least he could afford to have his car brought over with him; he wasn’t leaving his baby on an island all alone. He was excited, but he hid it well, Dakota only let show his usually grin and expression. A few minutes off the faire and he parked his car close to where the shoot was going to take place, sliding out, snatching up his cell as he did so. Kody wondered if he should just walk over and enter, but a random guy walking into the middle of a photo shoot with a hand full of lovely girls probably wasn’t well appreciated. He leaned against the side of his car as he scrolled through his contacts, he had several. Finding Bell’s image, he tapped the touch screen and entered a text message saying he was here and also asking if security wouldn’t kick him out. The last part was meant to be funny but it was always hard to get a joking tone through a text. He was still going off the idea that no one but Isabella knew he was joining. Sticking his phone in his back pocket, Kody resumed his leaning on the car. One hand raised to adjust his leather hat up top his head. Sure, he was a southern born, born and raised, but usually he wasn’t into the whole cowboy hat and boots look. Though it was hot and he settled with picking it because, well he looked good in them. And what girl didn’t like a rowdy and hardworking cowboy? Just his accent did enough to get their attention, so looking and playing the part of a southern gentleman wouldn’t hurt. Even though he had been told that he wasn’t close to the gentleman part yet.

[isabella]

you're the one that i should never take, but i can't sleep until i devour you - - - - -

The make-up artist added a fresh coat of gloss to her lips while the hair stylist took the rollers out from her hair. As she sat in her chair, watching the other models her phone buzzed and she immediately checked her new messages. She let out a giggle as she replied to his text message, "With your face, they probably know you are a model, Im coming...." Standing up from the chair as she grabbed her pink robe that had the words, 'Angel Isabella' on the back as she pushed back the white flap to the tent and made her way across the private beach to Kody and his car.

He was wearing this hat that really suited his outfit as she approached him, noticing he had this little smirk on his face. "So we meet..." She smiled, standing infront of him, "Let's get you to hair and makeup..." As she beckoned him to follow her, leading the way back to the tent. "Just to warn you, the other Angels... will be all over you. And I personally... have a hard time sharing." Giving him a small wink before reaching the tent. "Can't wait to see you in some very sexy clothing. But mostly... what's underneath that shirt of yours... washboard abs?" Her Australian accent thick as she held the tent flap open for him.

She left him alone as she went to the other girls and announced that he was here. They all became excited but then the hungry lioness' came out as they all crowded around him and fawned over his looks. Isabella laughed as she watched from afar, all the girls were giving away their bathing suits, but Isabella was saving her's for the shoot. Between the girls fawning over him and getting glitter sprayed on her body she finally got some alone time with him again.

"I'd definitely show you what is underneath this robe, but it would not be fun anymore..." She teased, slowly pulling the cord to release the knot but then quickly tied it up again. "See you in five minutes Mr. Handsomely Sexy." As she went outside to get ready for the shoot.

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[DAKOTA TROY WALLACE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 388px; height: 425px; padding: 6 6 6 6px; background-image: url(http://i55.tinypic.com/63w037.jpg);] words.913 tagged.isabella notes.welcome to one of Kody's fantasies;click It wasn’t long before a reply came through his phone. He slid it out of his back pocket and scanned over it quickly, causing him to chuckle a smile. It needed to no reply back, so the phone just went back to his pocket and he folded his arms over his chest as he waited for Isabella. It was actually a nice day, then again the only days that weren’t enjoyable in Hawaii were very stormy days and much too hot days, but today was the right warm temperature. And the breeze that the ocean waves brought ruffling through the wind and blowing his white shirt, felt nice and refreshing. His head was tilted down some, so he first noticed and heard footsteps. Dakota raised a hand to push the hat up some and he lifted his chin as well. A hinting smirk graced his features as he trail his gaze over her. Granted her robe was blocking her curves from his view, but he was perfectly fine just imaging what was underneath the pink garment. His smirk was still present through her first comment but her second one made his expression fall. Hair and make-up, defiant no. Clearly it wasn’t just a sit in and watch visit, though he was fine with being part of the pictures, but the hair and make-up… He had forgotten that that’s what real pro models have to go through. Maybe though, he could weasel his way around it once he met up with that make up artist. Pushing his back off the navy blue frame or his car, he let his hands fall to hang in his pockets as he followed her. His blue eyes noted the sewn in words on the back of the robe. Her words made his grin go back into place. “Fine by me darlin’. But it’s hard to imagine an angel not wanting to share.” Kody caught her wink and chuckled to himself. It was true though, who would have pictured and angel as selfish. But of course he wasn’t talking about Victoria Secret Angels, for all he knew, those kind were probably all selfish when it came to men. He had to admit that her Australian accent was a tune to listen too that someone wouldn’t forget easily, but right now her comment were more enjoyable. “Ya know it, but I’m not a vampire so they don’t sparkle, just warning ya.” Flashing an eat-your-heart-out grin with his white teeth with his Southern accent settling out with his slight drawl, Dakota disappeared behind the flap she held up for him. What surprised him was that almost the exact second he entered the tent; he was yanked aside and pushed down into a chair with a mirror in front of it. He was never a man to look in a mirror, why did he need to when the reaction from girls basically explained that he looked good enough to eat? But his gaze was in the reflecting glass to see the group of models smiling and blushing over in his direction. He rested an elbow on the chair’s arm and rubbed his finger over his chin, smiling back at them through the mirror. Bells went and spoke with them for a moment and then in the next moment they were all over by him. It was shocking sometimes to see just how fast women were. But Dakota was more then comfortable in this situation. As the hair stylist came over, Kody took his hat off and passed out comments to each girl as he got an eye full of what bikini’s they were wearing. Thankfully the only thing that was done to him was that stylist making his blond hair more manageable. After awhile the models started to reluctantly wander away and finish their hair or make-up, but Kody still peaked through that mirror to steal a glance at them. His attention was drawn to Isabella when she started to speak, finally getting another chance to just talk between the two of them. A smirk pulled over his lips as his gaze fell to her hand tugged smoothly on the thread that held her robe together. He rolled his eyes and breathed a mirthful breathe when she started to tie it back up. “Don’t worry, I’m impatiently waiting to see the best Angel.” The best was defiantly being saved for last. Watching her walk away, he let his gaze fall to note the sway of her butt. Next thing he had to go through was a wardrobe change. It wasn’t too much of a change though, all he had to do was pull his plain white t-shirt up and over his head and exchange it for a loose and fully unbuttoned white collared shirt. He added his own flair or rolling up the cuffs to his elbows, and stole a pair of silver reflecting sunglasses to slip on over his eyes. With the okay from the stylist and outfit designer, he moved back to the flap of the tent and stepped outside. The breeze the welcomed him blew back both sides of the shirt and exposed his torso to the air more. He walked up behind Isabella and spoke, hoping to surprise her. “What do ya think? I’m on the edge about the shirt. So, shirt or no shirt?” Eyes hidden behind the shades, but his grin was still there and he playfully started to slid the unbuttoned short off his shoulders.

[isabella]

you're the one that i should never take, but i can't sleep until i devour you - - - - -

All of the Angels stood outside in a line, each wearing their own custom made pink robes. They all listened intently as the director gave them a play by play of the entire shoot and what he expected out of each of them while the stylist paced back and forth debating whether or not they should wear their wings during the shoot. Isabella sighed, she was already fanning herself with the heat outside but once the fans started blowing and the canopy was brought above their heads, the temperature would cool down.

The stylist decided on no wings as Isabella was told her placement. While waiting for further directions, a voice from behind her, scared her as she turned around to see Dakota. At the mention of his shirt she immediately cast a glance at his torso, definitely was wash board abs... even better. "Well this Angel thinks that no shirt.... is better. You know what they say..." Her finger running from his waist line to his chest, "Less is more." And with that, the director called them over and stylist came over, rushing around to take off everyone's bikini.

Isabella had gotten oh so simple yet oh so sexy. White, bikini but the cut was definitely lower as the brand was testing new cuts for swim suit season. The white looked good against her naturally tan skin as all the girls lined up arm in arm for a picture. "Angels!" The photographer screamed as the girls repeated his words, listening to the camera click. Then, all the models dispersed.

Isabella sat behind the camera line as he shot the first few models and then moved Dakota in. She laughed as he walked on set yet secretly was jealous that all the models had their hands on him. She watched the feverish eyes of the other models that looked at him as if he was fresh meat. Deep down, Isabella knew that once she was on set, she would be the only girl there, no other Angel would be able to take that away from her.

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[DAKOTA TROY WALLACE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 388px; height: 425px; padding: 6 6 6 6px; background-image: url(http://i55.tinypic.com/63w037.jpg);] words.656 tagged.isabella notes.welcome to one of Kody's fantasies;click She had jumped a little bit when he came from behind her. His blue eyes watched hers fall to his exposed chest; a smug grin laced his lips. See, who needed a mirror when you got reactions like that? He had guessed that she would agree with him, shirtless was probably better for a swimsuit photo shoot anyways. But his gaze was cast down when her finger came in contact with his skin on his waist and made it’s own path up to his chest. That was only stopped when the director yelled for their attention and the start of the shoot. Dakota flicked his eyes over all the other girls as he pulled the white shirt fully off his shoulder and rested it on the back of a nearby chair. All the new bikini’s and he was one of the first to get a look at them on a beautiful figure none the less. He would have to meet the designer and thank him because he did a great job of having the suits accent the body. But he had to admit that his attention was drawn over toward Isabella in the pure white one. All that other girls had a color of some sort, some with small patterns, but the one that Isabella wore just seemed to stand out against all the rest, at least it seemed that way for him. He was enjoying this, more then he thought he would, and he had already thought that he would enjoy this alot. Kody stayed standing where he was and just watched the shoot, but it hadn’t been long before he was ushered in to the shot and placed in the middle of a few models. A classic grin was on his features, because the moment he stepped in with the girls, hands were all over him. Chest, abs, shoulders, neck, hair and ass, you name it. It was really one of those just act normal thins for him. He could handle this many girls and he could act just his normal self in a situation like this and have it just how the director liked it. He leaned over to whisper in one’s ear, and he didn’t fake whisper, he actually said something and she bite her bottom lips and giggled. The snaps that the camera was making weren’t much of a concern of the southerner, and the photographer’s voice was tuned out as well. After a few more photos the Victoria Secret girls were switched out with a few more, but still Isabella wasn’t one of them. With the new models, Dakota places his hands around their hips and they pressed themselves against his sides with mischievous smiles on their lips. Yeah this was so one of his old fantasies, though since it was really happening you couldn’t really call it fantasy any more. His eyes shot over to where Isabella was siding behind the camera line and he flashed her a white toothed grin. From what he saw she looked like she as enjoying the show, but he could tell that she couldn’t wait till all the other models were gone. Plus she had mentioned several times that Angles always have a hard time sharing. He walked off the shoot’s set as the photographer just wanted to get the girls without him. So he wandered over to Isabella, thankfully she was in the shade since it was sunny and hot out. Though it was also good that he was only wear his jeans, shirtless was a good way to cool down. “Just ya and me up next, darlin’.” He leaned against the chair she sat in and winked a her. His gaze was on her and he let it trail over her in her white bikini, he was taking his time now to get an eye full. He really was going to have to thank the designer for what he had created.

[isabella]

you're the one that i should never take, but i can't sleep until i devour you - - - - -

Isabella and Kody were summoned by the photographer and director as they pointed for them to head out to the ocean. A stylist joined Isabella as she fixed Isabella's hair and spritzed her with ocean water that was mixed with sparkles or some solution. Isabella willingly let the stylist go to work as she listened to the director's orders. "Lovers baby... you want each other but you cannot have each other." Isabella scoffed... figures that she would get a steamy love shoot with him.

The stylist hurried out of the water, his pants soaked as the lights and protective glare coverings all were held up. Shimmering under the lights, Isabella leaned into Kody's ear. "Just relax., and pretend no one is here." As she slowly trailed her hands along his stomach and up to his face, bringing her face closer to his. She touched his nose with hers, giving a small smile as her heart rate increased, was he turning her on... most definitely. "I am sure your girlfriend would not mind just a little fun." The director clapped his hands, her attention directly back to him.

"This is Victoria Secret Isabella, we dont play safe... why so secluded darling.... we did not hire you because we thought you would not sell the product, sell the bathing suit!" Isabella nodded, puzzled about what to do. Her back to the camera she pressed her chest against Kody's. "Untie the bottom strings." She whispered. "It'll be over before you know it." As she kissed the upper corner of his mouth.

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