The journalist didn't notice anything unusual. She asked a few more questions about the trip, smiled, thanked Isaac and me for our time, then turned away to interview someone else.The breeze swept past again, carrying a faint floral scent.I faced toward the wind and took a deep breath. Isaac looked at me, then suddenly raised his camera and pressed the shutter.The flash stung my eyes. He smiled, looked down at the photo on the screen, and said, "This one looks good too."Then he lifted his gaze to me, and his eyes turned impossibly deep, like an ocean holding crushed starlight. The way he looked at me was steady, almost possessive, as if he had locked onto me and refused to let go.I could even see myself reflected in his eyes. My mind went momentarily blank, and warmth crept back into my cheeks.His gaze slid from my eyes to the corner of my lips, and his Adam's apple moved ever so slightly.A second later, he leaned in. Warm breath brushed softly over my forehead.My heart
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