She doubted she’d need a full two weeks to photograph everything, but she wanted a solid week so she could shoot at different times during the day. As she walked across the backyard she noticed Luke standing on a small balcony. Without a shirt. He was on his cell phone and so engrossed in his conversation he wasn’t aware of her presence. She studied his lean form and flat, muscular profile. He was in good shape, but she doubted he frequented gyms. He didn’t seem the type. No, he probably got his exercise outside…or maybe in the bedroom. Her stomach clenched as the random thought of tangled sheets and their sweaty bodies intertwined made its way to the forefront of her brain. On impulse she took a few covert shots of him. With his structured face and defined body, the man was extremely photogenic. That wasn’t why she’d taken the pictures though, and she knew it. Sighing, she put the lens cap back on her trusty Nikon and went inside. She heard singing from somewhere as she worked her way through the house, trying to find where her room was.
