Second Shot: A Later in Life, Second Chance Romance by Rose Luna

Author:Rose, Luna
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: InkedPlot Media
Published: 2024-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

Ryker

It’d been a couple weeks since Meg and I went out for a casual dinner, mostly to sit and pore over the promo shots for tonight's gala. The evening wound up being a mix of business with an undeniable undercurrent tension, a prelude to something neither of us was ready to label yet.

When my team sent out the photos for the event promo, I couldn't shake the feeling that they were just a glimpse of the chemistry we kept tiptoeing around.

It was a chemistry we’d always had, but I guess I was a little shocked it had reignited so strongly and suddenly between us. I thought I’d moved on from Meg a long, long time ago.

Now, the night of the Christmas gala finally arrived. I strode into the bustling resort venue feeling like a coil wound tight––eager to see Meg work her magic and nervous about how our newly rediscovered rapport might fare under the glare of this big event.

Spotting her across the ballroom, I felt a jolt of something fierce. She was in her element, issuing commands with a cool authority that was all Meg––no nonsense, yet undeniably magnetic. Her dark hair was a wild, tousled cascade, a few strands rebelliously framing her face, and when her eyes caught mine, that megawatt smile hit me like a shot of whiskey––strong, heady, potent as hell.

All my doubts evaporated in the heat of that look. It was the same one that had lingered in my mind since our dinner weeks ago. Tonight, I knew, was going to be a night I’d never forget.

As the evening unfolded, I couldn’t help but be captivated by Meg. She was a force, weaving through the crowd, coaxing genuine smiles out of the stiffest suits with her sharp wit. Her camera was an extension of her, catching fleeting moments that others would miss.

And damn, she was good at it.

While I stood at the podium, delivering my keynote speech, I was acutely aware of Meg's presence in the room. Her lens wasn't just trained on me; it roved with a life of its own, capturing the audience's reactions, the glint of chandeliers, the subtle interactions between guests. It was her ability to seize those unscripted, candid moments that truly impressed me.

The gala continued in a whirl of music, laughter, and clinking glasses. I found myself stealing glances at Meg throughout the night, watching her navigate the crowd with a photographer's keen eye. Each time our eyes met, a silent communication passed between us, a shared acknowledgment of the evening's success and all the feelings simmering just beneath the surface.

As the final guests trickled out and the resort's staff began to tidy up the remnants of the celebration, I went looking for her. She had her laptop open on a small table in a quiet corner of the now-dim ballroom, her eyes alight with excitement.

"Come see these,” she beckoned, her voice tinged with pride.

I approached, looking over her shoulder as she brought up the images from the night.

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