Hayden Hayes caught my eye the second she walked in. Petite frame, barely five-four, brown hair falling past her shoulders, those matching brown eyes fixed on me like she already knew the effect she had. Washington State student by day, model when the camera called. She slipped into the December 2010 Coed of the Week spot, then straight into Coed of the Month the next year. “Saw the ad in the campus paper,” she told me, voice low. “Never pictured myself in Playboy, but they called me back and suddenly I was here.” Communications major with Hollywood PR dreams, yet the heat between us said she was in no rush to leave the spotlight. “It’s been wild,” she admitted, a small smile tugging at her lips, “but I’m still the same girl underneath.” I watched her fingers trace the hem of her shirt, the quiet promise that she was willing to prove it.
Hayden Hayes caught my eye the second she walked in. Petite frame, barely five-four, brown hair falling past her shoulders, those matching brown eyes fixed on me like she already knew the effect she had. Washington State student by day, model when the camera called. She slipped into the December 2010 Coed of the Week spot, then straight into Coed of the Month the next year. “Saw the ad in the campus paper,” she told me, voice low. “Never pictured myself in Playboy, but they called me back and suddenly I was here.” Communications major with Hollywood PR dreams, yet the heat between us said she was in no rush to leave the spotlight. “It’s been wild,” she admitted, a small smile tugging at her lips, “but I’m still the same girl underneath.” I watched her fingers trace the hem of her shirt, the quiet promise that she was willing to prove it.