Chapter 22 Playing In The Rain

I left the office with Liam. We took a company car to the location for the photoshoot. The air between us was a little awkward at first, filled with all the things we hadn't said yet. But slowly, the old comfort began to return.

While he worked, I kept my distance, not wanting to get in the way. I busied myself with a notebook, taking down all the necessary details. I was so focused on my work that I didn't notice him at first.

Click.

The sound of a camera shutter made me look up. Liam had his lens pointed directly at me. He had taken my picture.

"What are you doing?" I said, startled. "Delete it!"

He looked at the screen on his camera and smiled.

"The result is

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