“I know they’re photographs, but they’re more than that. Someone will look at one of these ten years from now and remember exactly how tonight felt. I figure they shouldn’t have to wait too long to get them.”
I found myself smiling before I even realized it.
“That’s...a really nice way to look at it.”
He shrugged, almost embarrassed by the compliment.
“It’s just the way I’ve always seen it.”
I folded my arms loosely against the bookshelf beside me.
“Did you get what you needed?”
“I did.”
“You sound pretty confident.”
“I am.”
“What about the pictures?” I asked with a grin. “Did you get any good ones?”
A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he rested a hand on the camera.
“I think there are a few you’re really going to like.”
“Just a few?”
“I’ve learned not to overpromise.”
“I appreciate the honesty.”
“The rest you’ll have to judge for yourself.”
Before I could ask another question, Naomi’s voice floated over from the front of the bookstore.
“Luna!”
I turned toward the register.
“We’re about ready whenever you are.”
“I’ll be there in a second.”
Outside the front windows, Main Street had grown quiet, leaving only the occasional headlights passing beneath the streetlamps.
Ellis adjusted the strap of his camera bag before extending his hand.
“Thanks again for trusting me with tonight.”
I slipped my hand into his, surprised by how natural the gesture felt.
“No,” I said, smiling. “Thank you for saying yes on such short notice.”
“It was worth it.”
The sincerity in his voice made me hesitate for just a second before letting go.
“I’ll keep an eye out for the gallery.”