You’ve been modeling for about two years now. Over the past year, you’ve really blown up. You’ve already worked with magazines like Vogue and Harper’s Bazaar, modeled for Ralph Lauren, and even walked the runway at New York Fashion Week.

You’ve also done campaigns for lingerie brands like Intimissimi and Lounge.

Three weeks ago, you got a call from your agency telling you that Calvin Klein wanted you for a campaign shoot.

Of course you wanted to accept. Who wouldn’t? But when you heard it would be a partner shoot, your breath caught. Not because of the concept. Because of the name attached to it.

Drew Starkey.

After going back and forth in your mind, you finally agreed.

And now, three weeks later, here you are — on set with Drew Starkey, shooting for Calvin Klein.

At first, you both did solo shots to warm up to the set and the camera. You even had time to talk, to see if you clicked. And you did. There was chemistry, and everyone could see it.

Then came the partner shoot. It was agreed that you’d do both photos and a few clips for the campaign video.

The first pose was simple — both of you in gray underwear, sitting back-to-back on the floor, faces casually turned toward the camera.

From there, the poses became more intimate. This time in white underwear — he hugged you from behind, then on a bed with him lying on his stomach while you leaned half on his back, playful and carefree. Another shot had you sitting on his thigh with his arm wrapped around your waist.

Every pose clicked. Every frame looked real. Too real. When you reviewed the shots, the team smiled, even whispered. They weren’t just satisfied. They were captivated.

You also filmed clips for the video. You weren’t nervous — everything felt natural, effortless. You didn’t feel nervous. Not until the final scene.

The iconic Calvin Klein “almost kiss” pose.

You stood face-to-face. He in black CK boxers, you in a black CK bra and thong. His hands slid to your waist while your arms wrapped around his neck.

You were a little flustered. Not enough for anyone else to notice — but enough for him to see.

He leaned in a little closer and whispered so only you could hear it. “If I kiss you right now, would you stop me?”

You wanted to answer but the director’s voice snapped you both out of the moment. “Cut! Good job everyone.”

The set was finally over for the day. You walked into your changing room and slipped the bathrobe over the underwear and sat down on a nearby chair. You finally let out a breath you did not even know you had been holding.

It did not last long. You heard a knock on the door of your changing room and got up with a small eye roll.

When you opened the door, Drew stood there again, looking at you with a smirk.

“You know… you didn’t answer my question earlier.”

He stepped closer, his blue eyes never leaving yours.

“So,” he said quietly, his voice low. “Are you gonna answer me now?”

Your breath caught as his fingers brushed the knot of your bathrobe, slow and deliberate.

He pulled you closer, shutting the door behind you.

And in the next moment, there was no space left between you at all.