Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 297

But people are staring, and I feel like I’m making a fool of myself. So after a few pictures, I hand the phone back and step away.

“There you go.”

Meg takes a look at the photos I’ve taken and frowns. “Karl, these are terrible! I can’t post any of these. They make me look fat. Try again.”

I’m taken aback once more, but in the spirit of giving people the benefit of the doubt, I do as she asks. We repeat the process several times, with Meg growing increasingly frustrated each time she reviews the photos.

At one point, she even asks the waiter to take a few shots, but nothing seems to meet her standards.

Finally, she snaps. “Karl, you’re supposed to make me look good! This is your job, you know.”

“My job?” I scoff.

She folds her arms across her chest. “You could at least try to take one good picture of me. It’s like you don’t even care.”

By this point, I’ve had enough. We’ve been here for almost an hour, and we still haven’t even ordered our drinks. I finally push my chair back and stand, grabbing my jacket.

“Where are you going?” she asks, her eyes wide.

“I’m leaving,” I reply. “If you wanted a photographer, you could have just said so.”

Without waiting for a response, I leave the rooftop restaurant, ignoring her calls behind me.

…

Shana

This is it: the third date. I’m standing outside a small Italian restaurant, a low-key place that was much needed after the first two failures. The air smells like fresh bread and oregano, and I can hear the sound of accordion music playing inside.

Shana, my third date, is a few minutes late. I’m checking my watch, wondering when she’ll arrive, when a sleek white car pulls up and out of the back steps a lovely looking woman with long red hair and freckles across her nose.