"You want me to do what?” Celeste raised a brow towards Wesley, hands on hips. Somehow she knew she was going to end up doing it anyway, but she’d fight him on it if she could. “No way. No fucking way. I wouldn’t do that even if you paid me 1000 bucks. You’ve got to be kidding me.”
"Body shots are fun, and you need fun." Wesley shrugged, biting his lower lip as his eyes ran down her body, "Besides, you have a nice body. I don't see what the issue is here."












