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startling him and making him drop the photo book he’s looking at. The air of confidence he normally wears momentarily slips as he quickly turns to look at me with wide eyes. A grin sweeps across chiseled features.
    “Molly.” He smiles and nods his head gently, putting his hands in his jean pockets and not taking his eyes off me.
    All it takes is one word and I’m jelly. His scent, mixed with hi heavenly features is enough to make a girl lose her panties in no time.
    Jesus, I need to watch myself with this one.
    “Hello. Tatum, is it? What can I do for you?” I ask trying to mask my lusting for him through professionalism and grace.
    Trying. I never said I was doing it right.
    “I feel the need to explain myself and apologize. Earlier I was very vague and you may have gotten the wrong idea. I heard you were in need of help with your business. The ladies at the shop told me I’d be the perfect fit for the job, but as I look around I’m not sure I know anything about it. What’s this job they told me about? Or were they just pulling my chain, trying to play match maker? Oh, and here, they told me to bring you this.” He hands me a peanut butter cup, my one candy weakness. Sneaky, sneaky Betty.
    As much as I want to turn him away and tell him I don’t need help, he’s the only person looking for a job that’s crossed my doorstep since Evie left. And now more than ever I need a helper since I finalized the plans for the Delany wedding.
    “Well, as a matter of fact I’m looking for an assistant. The job would be coming to all shoots with me, aiding me in whatever props or lighting I need, and helping position people to get just the right shot. Think you are up for it, big guy?” Trying to sound like I couldn’t care less if he takes the job, my inner, very voluptuous self is jumping up and down screaming for him to take it. She really wants to get to know him on a more personal, intimate level. I on the other hand have to hold back every feeling I may have for this beautiful specimen. No way am I getting involved with someone so beautiful. Not happening. They always bring around too much trouble and I have enough of that as it is.
    “I may just do that. I will have you know that I know nothing about cameras, but I can take orders just like the best of them. I think I’m perfect for you.” He smiles the broadest smile I’ve ever seen him smile.
    Yes. You look like you are.
    “Great, well then I guess we should get started. Give me one second, I need to run back to the darkroom and finish up something I was working on.” Maybe if I get away from him for a while I can compose my thoughts, since they’re jumping all over the place. Once second I’m telling myself not to be attracted to him, the next my panties are being soaked by his deep southern drawl and delicious smell.
    “I’ve never seen a darkroom in use before, mind if I join you?” Of course he asks that.
    My darkroom is tiny. On a good day, E and I could work together in here and only bump into each other a couple times. I’m thrilled that he wants to start learning the trade this soon, but seriously, the dark room?! So dark, so close, maybe this isn’t a great idea. Nevertheless, he’s asked so nicely… and he smells so yummy.
    “Sure thing, follow me.” What am I doing? This can’t lead anywhere good.
    He follows me to the back of the studio where my tiny, one-man dark room is hidden. Taking turns going through the light-safe revolving door, I go first and grab my film canister to finalize processing my film. Whipping around to grab my last chemical, I slam straight into the hardest chest I’ve ever felt.
    “Easy there,” he says, his voice suddenly deeper and more serious than in the light. His hands gently hold on to my upper arms, sending chills through my body. How can I have such a reaction to a man I just met?
    “Sorry,” I manage, captivated by the red glow on his face from the only light in the room. His eyes are so damn