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The second night in Travis’s house was as quiet as the first, Jodie thought as she looked out the window into the clear, cool night. She wasn’t as tired today, however, because she’d rested up from her flight to Texas. Still, she’d taken a nap after they’d gotten back from town, giving in to the demands of her pregnancy.

She’d have to be careful when she went back to work because she didn’t usually have the luxury of napping in the middle of the day. Sometimes they worked from dawn to dusk, waiting for just the right light to achieve the art director’s vision for still photographs, or repeating the same movement again and again for film shots. That part of modeling was tedious, but seeing the finished product usually made it all worthwhile.