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The trio was once tied to each other's tits. We stopped beating in a hitch - for a number of reasons. Or at least two. He was staring at me, 'Suzanne murmured behind the glass of milk. And then added, "No matter what you do, do not get caught up in those ropes." I took a deep breath, took myself for the last time, and felt fortunate not to wear high heels. Walk up to the table now that Drake's employees are distracted. Look at them, as if they are invisible, and say to me, "Hi, Ellen." "Hi, Leo," I said. Sit a bit, "he said, while I thought the sentence seemed familiar. However, to be honest, that conversation was exactly what he said yesterday - that does not mean it was not that familiar. My mind was long enough, I thought as I sat down next to Leo. I translated people, but only a little bit, so we were still close enough to be able to hold hands together if we had intended. "Ellen, this is Drake Watters. Drake, this is my best friend, Ellen, 'Leo said in an equally weird moment. I honestly could not believe I was being introduced to Drake - and Leo was the one who introduced it. By instinct I tried to hold out my hand, but then remembered that Frank had talked about how many big stars haunted bacteria. So I just nodded my respect to Drake. "Hello, Drake," I said, my heart pounding. "Nice to meet you, Ellen," he said with his melodious South African accent. He looked as cool as I had imagined, but at the same time, where he was something that was not flashy, even surprisingly simple. "I was also happy to meet him," I Say, stop there, remembering another advice from Frank: the death knell for a photographer is to lose interest in the subject - photographic subjects - with humble questions. Anyway, that's not to say that my thoughts came to mind, except: what did I say, totally seduced by that song of yours? Although telling the truth, I know for a million years I never uttered anything so ridiculous, but I still feel pretty concerned that I might do - a feared fear analogy. Fearing that I would, without any excuse, threw myself down from the balcony of a commercial building. At this moment, one assistant rubbed his hands together indicating that the gossip was enough. "You're Ellen Dempsey?" He said, as well as the South African accent, but it was a little thinner than Drake's voice. "Yes," I said, immediately wishing I had changed the deal after marrying Andy. "You have fifteen minutes to take a picture," another assistant instructed me, somewhat eagerly. "No problem," I said, then looked back at Drake. "Can we get started?" "Okay," he said, nodding in the right style of rock star-calm, calm. "Where do you want me to be?" I pointed to the table behind us, moving into an unconscious state of mind. There is no time to worry anymore. "Right there," I instructed him. "Just moving to the window. And can you bring a cup of tea? I want to get close to it. "" Great, "Drake said, winking. "I have not had one yet, never." When he got up from the chair, I saw Leo looking at me with a look that could only be described as affectionate. I send him a grinning, affectionate, almost affectionate smile. "Luckily," he whispered, looking up at me. I paused, immersed in his eyes. Well, even if I knew it was stupid, I said, "Wait for me?" Leo smiled. "Was determined. I can not get rid of you so easily. "I smiled back, suddenly thinking that I would not be able to hide Leo's contact in this forever. Andy and Margot will see his name as the author of the article. Everyone will know. Our names will be printed together, along with Drake's name, all on the same page. But when I picked up the camera, I thought to myself that today would be worth it in exchange for a little trouble. The next fifteen minutes was a tense period of shooting ninety-four shots while giving Drake Stand here, stand there, take a little bit, lift a little, smile, do not laugh, smile halfway, put your hands on the cup, put your hands on the table, put your hands on the heart. , looking out the window, looking over my shoulder, looking straight at the machine. Okay. It's good now. Thank you Drake. And I finished. Completely happy. And the best part, the happiest part is that I know I have the best picture. I always know when I have a photo like that - and today is even more certain than usual. Drake, with its natural stream of natural light, makes a near-fragile halo effect; red chairs contrast with black and white; Drake's own lines, windows, and figures. Perfect. "Thanks. Ellen Dempsey, "Drake said, smiling. I smile - no, smile brightly - in response to him, remembering how he called my usual name as a rhyme., a line of his music. I was so excited both physically and emotionally. After all, after Drake had disappeared along with his men, Justin had packaged our equipment, and Rosa had portraited her signature portrait. Drake stood right next to the cash register, and Suzanne sat down at the counter to taste the malted chocolate candy, and left me alone with Leo in the corner of the diner, leaning back against the wall. deep into his eyes, again. Prev Chapter Next Loading ... Sstruyen.com.vn is the website for reading stories online, attractive with all kinds of stories, narrative, story, the story, not stories, teen stories .... Story is updated the fastest and supports reading on any device such as mobile or tablet. Email: hello@sstruyen.com.vsay, suakhoaoto.com.vn, novels, teenagers, gifts, event companies, delicious, cheap car keys, lock safes , make piaggio car keys
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Love You By My Side-Chapter 16

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Love On My Side

Author: Emily Giffin

Chapter 16
"How? What do you see? "Leo asked, sucking my gaze like a magnetic field.
Your complementary question makes me feel dull in my head, and I can not help wondering if you're deliberately obscured.
"About the shoot?" I asked.
"Sure," he said with concentration. "About the shoot. About anything. "
I look up at him, feeling hungry to admit that I'm too happy. That I've never had such a great working hour - and rarely find the absolute kind of chemical affinity I'm feeling right now, that I know I told you I do not want to be friends, But unable to withstand the thought completely collapsed that ability. That despite having a happy family life, I still feel a strange boredom with him and I do not want this to be like this between us, forever.
But of course I do not say a word like that, for many reasons. Instead, I smiled casually and said that I was pretty sure I had some good photos. "So do not worry ... your photos will not devalue your interview too well."
He laughed and said, "Good. Because you're really worried about that. After calling my assistant, he thought, 'Damn it. She will ruin my post '. "
I smiled, a little too sexy, and he smiled back in the same manner. After ten seconds of emotion passing, I asked if he could get something interesting.
He nodded, patted the recorder in his back pocket. "Neck. I'm not sure what I was expecting ... I heard he's a nice guy - friendly, open, charming ... but I do not know what the mood of people will be .. I guess you understand that , right?"
I nodded. "Elusive objects are never easy to work with ... but irritated or irritable sometimes can make us look better than we thought."
Leo took a step towards me. "I think it's all about the magnetic field," he said teasingly.
"Yes," I say, feeling a silly smile cross my face. "Magnetism is very important."
Another moment of nervousness passed before Leo asked, his voice calm and euphoric to the point of becoming as sure as answer, what will I do next? That's a question I've flipped over a dozen times today, wishing we had one more night in Beverly Wilshire, while at the same time feeling relieved that I had an electronic ticket to save me from myself.
"I'm back in New York," I say.
"Oh," he said, his eyes seeming to

darken a bit. "What time do you fly?"
"I fly the night flight nine and a half hours," I said.
"Oh. Too bad, "he said, glancing at his watch.
I uttered an innocuous sound, calculating the amount of time left in L.A. Finding a reasonable plan to spend part of that fund on Leo is more than with his sister who still stands at the far post.
"Can not you persuade me to stay here for another night?" Leo said.
I hesitate, looking for a solution. Somehow to stay in this city while keeping everything calm. But then I thought of Andy's smile, his dimple, his clear blue eyes, and no choice but to say, "No ... I really need to go."
There is absolutely no way to cope with these dangers.
"You understand," Leo said quickly, seeming to read the thought stream running through it. He glanced down and edited the strap of the green bag - a brighter color than I thought of Leo - so I wondered if it was a gift; how beautiful the girl gave it to him; are they still in the way
He looked up and winked mischievously. "That's great," he said. "We will make an appointment next time when uncle