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"Ready?"
I turned around to face Lena, who was finally walking downstairs.
My eyebrows shot up. "Woah."
She smiled, tilting her head over. "Sorry it took so long. I was deciding between this and something more casual."
I held my hand out to her, leading her down the rest of the stairs. "Well worth the wait."
She grinned up at me, spinning around in her figure-fitting dress and denim jacket.
"I love it," I muttered, pressing a kiss to her temple.
She grabbed her sunglasses and keys from the table next to us, glancing around to make sure she wasn't forgetting anything.
"This is a big thing, you know," she said, opening the door.
I walked out behind her, keeping some distance between us. I smiled down at her sneakers. "Yeah, it is."
She shot me a glance over her shoulder. "Am I too underdressed?"
"No, my love," I muttered, pressing the elevator button. We got inside as soon as it made it to my floor, and rode down the other forty-four floors.
"Have a good day, Mr. King," the doorman greeted, smiling a charming smile.
"Thanks, Carlos," I said, slinging my arm around Lena's shoulder.
"So," she said, "we're stopping at the market?"
We stepped outside into the brisk Chicago air, and I looked down at her to make sure she wasn't visibly freezing. "I was thinking we could do that after the meeting. You know-"
She pressed her palm against her forehead. "Duh. That makes tons more sense."
I chuckled and we walked down the busy sidewalk. I wanted to bring up what had been on my mind for weeks now.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Lena said, looking over her shoulder.
"What happened?"
"Well, that person and I basically side slammed each other."
I chuckled. "You're far too nice for this city."
"Am not."
"You are," I said, nodding down at her.
We walked the rest of the way down the sidewalk, and stopped at the building we needed. I opened the glass doors for her, stepping inside the posh building after her.
"Welcome, Mr. King!" The photographer greeted, opening his arms.
"Hi, Tanner," I greeted, smiling.
"And this is the lovely lady," he said, grinning. He rested his hand on his hip and gave her a one-take.
"I hope today isn't the shoot day?" He cautiously asked, looking up at me.
Lena's cheeks burned red. "I told you I was underdressed."
"We're just here for a meeting," I said, "you know this."
"I'm just teasing," he giggled out, giving her shoulder a gentle shove, "love the sneakers and dress combo."
She chuckled. "Um, thanks."
"So," I said, folding my arms across my chest, "tell me ideas."
"So Fred and Alexis, they did a power couple shoot."
"Right," I said, following him through the building full of backdrops, ring lights, a photographer's dream, really.
"So I'm thinking the same for you two, just a little twist. I want you two to be less... frisky."
