“Now, stop taking pictures of me while I’m working.” Rolling my eyes, I set the camera on the bed beside me. “You love it, you attention whore. Don’t act like you don’t.” He lets out a bark of laughter and goes back to what he was doing. “It’s like you don’t know me at all, Pen. I just deal because you like taking pictures of me, and I like making you happy.” My stomach swirls at his declaration. “Really?” He nods,
