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A little taken aback, it took Willow a few seconds to find an answer. “I…I didn’t say anything was wrong with it! I just don’t think it’s for me.”
The guy smiled, and for the first time, Willow realized just how green his eyes were. Something shifted, and she found her frustration fading away into nothing.
“Whatdoyou like to do? I’m sure whatever your preference is, someone at Camp Windy Lake will be able to help you.”
“Oh, I’m not here as a guest.” Gesturing to her camera, she gave him a quick smile. “I’m Willow. I’m the photographer here.”
The man’s green eyes rounded. “You get to spend all your time at a summer camp? Pretty sweet gig.”
Willow nodded, surprising herself, didn’t feel the urge to move away. “It’s great!” It didn’t even register with her when Sammy went off to talk to someone else. “The owners of Camp Windy Lake Ben and Jean Webb, hire me every year.”
“Sounds like a dream job. This place is incredible.”
Nodding, Willow turned around slowly, her hands spread. “This place has got something for everyone. I’m sure you’re going to have an amazing rest of the week.”
Turning around, she started to head into the bell tent where the wine tasting was going on, but his hand caught her arm. A little surprised at his actions—as well as the fire that his hand left on her skin—Willow caught her breath and stepped back.
“Sorry, I just realized I didn’t introduce myself. I’m Jimmy.”
“Nice to meet you, Jimmy.” Giving him a quick smile, Willow tried to remember that she was here to work.
“And are you going to take pictures of the wine tasting?”
“I’m going to take pictures of everything.” Jimmy started to follow her into the bell tent. “I’m heading to the cigar building after this, and then…well, I don’t know what’s next. The schedule has so many activities every day.”
“How about yoga? There’s a class on in an hour,” he suggested.
A little surprised, Willow found herself nodding.I do have to take photographs of every activity. “Yes, I’ll have to take pictures of yoga—as long as the guests don’t mind.”
“Why would they? Having someone as gorgeous as you taking photos of them? Nobody would complain!”
A slow flush began to creep up Willow’s neck.Is he flirting with me?“Thanks, that’s…nice of you to say.”
“So how about it? Want to take that class with me?”
Willow was about to refuse just as the memory of sitting across the table from Neil snapped into her mind.
This guy is so hot, and it’s not like Asher’s parents are going to be mad at me for taking a yoga class. Ben has always encouraged me to take part in some of the activities to get a better perspective as the camp photographer.
“You look like you’re about to say yes.”
Willow liked the way Jimmy smiled. “I was just thinking about whether my boss would care, but I think he will be okay with it.”
“And I bet he’d be really up for you taking a canoe ride with mebeforethe yoga class. Like I said, the class doesn’t start for an hour, so we’ve got some time to kill. You could get some shots of the lake…and with great company, too.”
Catching the hopeful glint in his eye, Willow smiled back at him. “Yeah, that’s true. I don’t think I’ve got many shots out on the lake, actually, so this would be a really good opportunity.”
“Great. I’ll just go get a canoe set up if you want to take some shots of the wine tasting. I’ll meet you down by the shore in a few minutes.”
“I’ll see you there.” Not really sure where to look, Willow tried to get her mind back on the wine tasting, but it fought back at her, trying to drag her eyes away from the retreating figure of Jimmy.
What about Asher? You said you’d double date the next time.A lurch of guilt stole a little of her happiness, but Willow quickly brushed it away.
It’s not like this is actually a date, I’m just going out in the canoe and then taking a yoga class.
“Looked like you two were hitting it off pretty well.”
“Yes, we were.” Willow picked up her camera and flashed Sammy a quick smile. “After I take some photos of the wine tasting, we’re going out on the canoe, so I can get some shots on the lake. Then, maybe a yoga class.”
