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“You’re the most beautiful guy here and the alpha’s assistant,” she said, “So to common folks like us, you’re a prince.”
I couldn’t help laughing, “You’re a riot.”
“I try my best to be,” she said while fiddling with her camera.
“Can I see?” I pointed at it.
She covered her chest, “I think we should get to know each other first.”
“No, not that,” I realized it a little late, “I was talking about the camera.” “Oh,” now it was her turn to be embarrassed, “I knew that, was pulling your legs.” “Yeah sureee,” I took the camera and inspected it, “Ah, a Kanon EOS 5D Mark IV.” “I didn’t know you speak camera,” she crossed her arms, “Color me surprised.” “I’ve always wanted to handle one,” I admitted.
“You could handle it right now,” she said.
“Eh? Really? I’m allowed to do that?”
“Sure, why not? You do work here.”
I pulled the strap over my shoulder and powered on the camera as it whirred to life.
“Would you like to be my model?” I asked.
She was surprised, “I don’t know if I’d make a good model.”
“You would, trust me,” I said.
“I don’t even know what pose to make.”
“Just be natural.”
“Like this?”
I clicked the shutter.
“Let me see it,” she walked over to me, “I knew I would look…”
She stopped halfway, “Wow, is that… is that me?”
“Sure is,” I said, “Ever considered being in Miss Universe? You’d kill.”
“Oh, stop it,” she laughed, “Thank you… For the picture and the complement.”
“Shall I take more? I want people to know I was your photographer before you became famous,” I teased.
“Sure.”
We took more pictures. I enjoyed her company and she made a good model.
Sometimes we’d stop and she’d show me how to adjust the camera for better pictures. I noticed her eyes darted to the door and back to me.
Looking at the door I saw white hair leaving.
“Oh, Aria’s back,” I said.
“Yeah, she is,” Alyson didn’t sound pleased, “You still taking more pictures?”
“I’d love to but I have to go see Aria,” I replied.
“Oh, I understand,” she smiled.
