“Can’t kiss ya too much, I’m playing hard to get” Whit tells Raz halfway through our shoot (the classic line she used when he first hit on her outside a bar). Whit. He’s the father of your unborn child, the jig is up, you two are in it to win it. That bump ain’t getting any smaller. And with these two’s powers combined, their future bebe is gonna be a force to be reckoned with.
PS. It’s not a shoot at our studio until Pepe moves his tiny hindquarters in and insists on crashing the party.