Free Shifter Mountain: A BBW Paranormal Romance by Annora Soule Page A

support of this?" Bob asked Gina.
    "Why not, Bob?" Gina said. "Are you forgetting, oh say, Wynonna Judd? Plus-size and an amazing star.  The female Elvis.  Big and beautiful has worked in Country and Western in the past, why not here?"
    "I really am not convinced."
      "I think Jordan's fans might appreciate a realistic love interest in the video.  Plus, I can tell from here that's she kind of a natural beauty, and when we do her up right she's really going to look like the heart of this mountain."
    Jordan put his hand on Gina's shoulder.
    "I appreciate the support," Jordan said. "I'd like to tell her myself, but I'm thinking maybe you would do a better job convincing her.  She's not used to all this, and a woman-to-woman talk might sell her on it."
    "Sure thing," Gina said.  "Leave it to me."
    Jordan headed off to consult with Bob on a draft 'script' of what they had in mind for the video.  Even though nobody had any lines, just the lyrics that Jordan would be singing, the music video would still tell a story.
    Gina went to introduce herself to Kay.
    "Hey there," she said, holding her hand out to Kay. "I'm Gina.  I oversee makeup and costuming."
    Kay shook her hand warmly.
    "Kay.  Probably you already know I own the land you're using."
    Gina had an outlandish look to her that Kay wasn't used to, but she was more intrigued than put off by her.  And Kay was increasingly impressed and intrigued with what it took to produce what was, essentially, just a 4-minute short film.
    "So, uh, Jordan wanted me to speak to you about something," Gina began. "We've laid off the original model for the shoot and, well, Jordan wants you to replace her."
    "Replace her?"
    "Uh, yeah.  How would you feel about that?"
    "Are you saying that...he wants me to be in the music video?"
    "Yes he does.  He thinks you look to be a much better fit."
    Kay was stunned.
    "That doesn't make any sense," she said.  "I'm certainly not a model by any means.  I don't look like any o f the girls in any music videos I've ever seen."
    "You will by the time I get done with you," Gina said with a grin. "Artistically speaking, I think Jordan has made a good call.  You look like a mountain girl, Kay.  You look fresh and natural, and we'll play that up. Can I see what you've got in your closet?  We need to outfit you, and I might need to do some alterations to get your image just right."
    "I haven't said yes to anything yet!"  Kay protested.
    "Seriously?" Gina challenged her.  "Jordan Lawless is a Top 10 recording artist.  He is the Big Time.  And, to put it bluntly, the man is fine .  This fine man wants you to be in his music video.  You would have to be bat-shit insane to turn that down."
    "I'm not insane, I just, I just, I can't."
    "Oh yes you can.  And you will .  This is a fantasy come true, you just need to go with it. And trust me that I have your best interests at heart when I say I am going to get you ready for your moment to shine."
    Kay thought about this.  Cephas would not stand for this at all once he found out.  But her heart swelled at the thought that Jordan actually wanted to show her off to the world as if she were his woman.  Even if it was only for four-minutes — the length of a music video.  And even if it was total fiction.
    Well, she just kept making decisions guaranteed that there would be accumulated hell-to-pay when her husband showed back up on her doorstep.  Why stop now?
    "Okay.  But I don't think I really have anything decent to wear."
    "Let me worry about that.  We'll get your costuming ready before we head up, but I'm not having your makeup done until we get up the spot where we're shooting."
    "Speaking of that," Kay said, "how are you going to get all that equipment up there?  The last part of the way you have to go on foot. You've got some massive equipment.  It looks like you've even got a big crane out there!"
    "Yeah, that's for a boom shot,"  Gina explained. "An overhead shot.  Don't worry — we'll get