In My Father’s House
May 18th, 2010
Only the world’s most beautiful models make the roster of Picture Perfect Modeling agency and they only do shoots for the most elite photographers and magazines. They are fashionista royalty—and the owners, Bentley L. Dean and his beautiful partner Alexandra, know it. But even Picture Perfect isn’t immune from hard times, so when Sterling Sneed, a rich, celebrity party planner promises to pay a ludicrously high fee for some models, Bentley finds he can’t refuse. Even though the job is not exactly a photo shoot, Bentley agrees to supply fifteen gorgeous models as eye candy for an “A” list party—to look good, be charming and, well, entertain the guests. They don’t have to do anything they don’t want to, but…
His models are pros and he figures they can handle the pressure, until one drops out and Bentley asks his protégé Jah, a beautiful kid who Bentley treats as if he were his own son, to substitute. Suddenly, the stakes are much higher, particularly when Jah falls in love with the hottest African American movie star in America. Seth Sinclair is very handsome, very famous, and very married—and his closeted gay life makes him very dangerous as well. Can Bentley’s fatherly guidance save Jah from making a fatal mistake?
St. Martin’s Press
304 pages, $24.99
Hardcover
Pub Date: 6/22/2010
ISBN: 978-03-312-94191-0
Read an Excerpt:
P R O L O G U E
There are a couple of questions I’ve been pondering lately. What is the price of true love? Is it honesty, loyalty, or head-banging sex? What is the cost of success? Is it how much money you make or how much respect you earn? For me, Bentley Laroyce Dean, I found the answers at one of the most lavish parties I’ve ever attended.
I peddle the beautiful life and there is no better place to do that than the city of Miami. So that’s where I’ve been the last three years and that’s where I’ve discovered the answers to my questions. Now before you get the wrong idea, I own a modeling agency that I was trying to make bigger than any of those in New York and Los Angeles. And this party was going to help my agency, but then I met him in that beautiful mansion. That’s when he walked into my life and everything changed.
Like most nights in Miami, it was beautiful. A perfect night for a party and even though I had a few reservations about the event, it was simply just too much money to turn down. This was the one engagement that would send my agency, Picture Perfect, soaring into the stars of Miami.
But sometimes it rains in South Florida and it is surrounded by shark-infested oceans. From the moment I stepped out of my car and handed the valet my keys, bad karma covered me tighter than the expensive suit I’d purchased for the party. Th e sharks, it seems, had come inland that night and ended up on Star Island.
It’s when seemingly simple decisions sometimes have a way of snowballing into huge catastrophes. When life becomes like a bad dream, unfolding slowly.
On that night I learned some clues to my questions, but it’s not
where the daily chronicles of my life begin.
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