hapter119GivingYou ThisChance
Katelookedathimwithsurpriseandreachedout instinctivelywasimmediatelystruck.
takethephoto.Asshegazedatit,she
Behindthemwasashimmering,endlessexpanseofsea,withseagullsflyingacrossthehorizon.White cloudsadornedtheclearbluesky,reflectingahintofrainbowcolours.Onthebeach,acoupleembraced.Fromtheperfectangle,themanappearedslim–waistedandlong–legged,whilethewomaninhisarmswaspetiteanddelicate.Eventhoughtheirfullfaceswerenotvisible,justtheirprofileswereenoughtoleaveoneamazed.
Absolutelystunning.
“Iloveit!”
Katenoddedenthusiastically,filledwithdelight.“CanIgettheoriginaldigitalcopy?”
Hereyessparkledwithexcitement,herfaceandeyesrevealingunrestrainedjoy,makingherlooklikeahappychild.ShethenshowedthephototoEric“Riclookhowbeautifullyit’scaptured!”
AsErcedatthephoto,hecouldn’thelpbutsquintalittle.
Thescenecapturedinthephotowasincrediblybeautifndromantic,withthetwoembracingfiguresbrimmingwithaffectionandfondness.
EventheusuallydiscerningEric couldn’tfindasinglew.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.
Thephotographer,whowasabouttosendtheoriginalphototoKate,abruptlystoppedwhenshecalledout“Ric.”HisgazeturnedtoEric.“Areyou…Mr.EricDavisonfromDavisonGroup?”
Atfirst,hewassimplyadmiringthebeautifndromanticsceneofEricandKateembracing.Hewasalsostruckbythegood–lookingface turnedtowardshim,feelingasenseoffamiliaritybutunabletorecallwherehe hadseenthembefore.
Itwasn’tuntilKatecalledout“Ric”thateverythingclickedintoce..
Eric’sgazesuddenlysharpened,hisbrowfurrowingslightlyashescrutinisedthephotographerwithahintofsuspicion.
seyesnarroweddangerously.
SensingEric’shostilityandcolddemeanour,the photographerquicklyraisedhishandstoexin,“Mr.Davison,pleasedon’tmisunderstand.Ididn’eherewithanyintentiontointrudeonyouandyour
wife.”
Hemaintainedacalmandfriendlysmileonhisface,showingnosignsofpanic,andcontinued,“IwasjustsurprisedbecauseIheardsomerumoursaboutyouandyourwifenotgettingalong.Butseeingyoubothtogethernow,it’sobviousthoserumoursarebaseless.Yourrtionshiplooksincrediblystrong,probablybetterthananyothercouple’s.”
tterywassomethingeveryoneenjoyed,andEricwasnoexception.
Especiallywhenthephotographer’swordsstruck<b>a</b>chordwithhimhefeltgenuinelypleased.
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Asaresult,Eric’sinitialcolddemeanourmeltedaway
Hencedatthephotographerwithinterest.“Andyouare…?”
“DanielCarter.”
Hehandedoverabusinesscardashespoke.
Thebusinesscarddesignwassimpleyetstylish,exudingatouchofelegancewith‘DanielCarter‘writteninboldcharactersandastringofphonenumbers.
Erasuallytuckedthecardintohispocket,andthenncedatDanindsaidcalmly.“Ifyou’reinterestedinworkingatDavisonGroup,Icanarrangeaninterviewforyou.”
Danielfrozeforamoment,instinctivelyexining,Mr.Davison,I’mreallynotherelookingforatjob…
Beforehecouldfinishspeaking,Eric’scoldvoic
interruptedhim,“Iknow.”
ncingatKate,whowasbeamingwithjoyasshelookedatthephoto,Eric’slipscurledslightly.“Mywifelikesyourwork,soI’llgiveyouachance.”
Danielswallowedhard,lookingatEricwithdisbeliefashecautiouslyasked,“R–really?”
EroddedandhandedDanieloneofhisbusinesscardswithoutmuchthought.
Withtheckcardinhand,embossedingold,Danielwasstibitdazed.Then,heheardafriendly
voicesaying,“Whydon’tyoujoinusasourphotographerfortoday?”
DanielturnedtolookatKate,stillsomewhatstunned.“Huh?”
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