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grabbed my now empty wine bottle, jumped on the bed, and gave the best damn karaoke I could—sexy dance and all.
    Just as I am yelling the last line, I heard roaring laughter. It scared the shit out of me, and I fell off the bed.
    Then, all I heard was “Are you okay?”
    I was so scared to look up, so I just said, “Yeah, it happens all the time.”
    Stupid! Seriously, did I just say that?
    “Really?” a male voice said in a chuckling tone.
    “Um, yeah. You can just leave the wine on the table. Thank you.”
    I lay quietly huddled on the floor, waiting for the door to shut. Slowly, I decided to peek out from behind the bed. Standing there was the man I saw yesterday in the tux with those beautiful blue eyes. He was leaning on the doorframe, laughing quietly. Except this time, he was wearing blue jeans and a white dress shirt.
    I stood up quickly and brushed down my shorts—well, okay, my legs because I was wearing short shorts. “What are you doing here? How did you get in? Why are you watching me?”
    This all came out in one sentence in a yelling tone.
    He just stood there with a big grin on his face. “Well, I thought I’d come and take a look at those pictures from yesterday. I know Meg, and she let me up. Your door was open.” He offered me the bottle of wine. I took the bottle and placed it near my laptop. “Moscato. Very nice.”
    “Well, I haven’t edited them yet.”
    “I can see that,” he said with a smile.
    “When I’m finished, I’ll be more than happy to email them to you.”
    “It’s alright. I’m here now, so we can edit them together,” he suggested.
    “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” God, I wish I was wearing something longer on my legs.
    He started walking across the room.
    “Wait, what are you doing? You can’t just come in here! I don’t even know you,” I said, panicking a little.
    “My apologies. My name is Luke, remember? And, you are?”
    “Ally. It’s short for Alyson.”
    “Well, it’s nice to meet you Ally-Alyson.” God, she smelled so good, simple like a sunny day , Luke thought.
    By this time, he was standing right in front of me. I lightly pushed him away.
    “You really need to leave Luke.” Why does this man have to smell so yummy? WAIT…WHAT?!
    “Okay.” Luke then grabbed my laptop and headed out to the living room.
    “Wait, what are you doing?”
    “Well, I wanted to see what kind of photographer you are, so we’re gonna look at the photos together and edit them.”
    I shut the adjoining door and slid down to the floor, trying to breathe. What the hell?! I haven’t been this close to a man since Sam died eight months ago. What would Sam think with another man in my room? Oh God , I thought, looking at what I was wearing. I just wanted to puke.
    I got up and changed into sweatpants. Then, I went to see what Luke really wanted. I opened the doors quietly and tried to peek at him to see what he was looking at. He was seated in the middle of the couch, concentrating on the screen on my laptop. As I opened the door more, he looked up and then returned his gaze back to the laptop.
    “Wow, these turned out great. You even captured the light in my dad’s eyes,” he complimented.
    I sheepishly smiled. “Thank you. I’m sorry that I intruded on your sister’s moment. I just couldn’t help myself.”
    Luke looked up and grinned. “Don’t be; it was the highlight of my afternoon. How long have you been doing this?”
    “About six years, but I haven’t done anything in eight months. I was just playing around.”
    “What made you stop?” he questioned.
    It was right then and there that I stopped breathing.
    “Ally, are you okay? You look pale. Ally?”
    Before I fell to the floor, Luke caught me in his hands, guiding me to the floor.
    “Breathe, Ally. Breathe.”
    Tears just started flowing; they were uncontrollable. I couldn’t move away from Luke. “Please, Luke. You need to leave.”
    “Alyson?”
    “Please. Please leave.”

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