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After the run in with Gillian and the terrible coffee it was all rectified. Since she gave you her number after all. You had to text her while she was standing there to make sure it was real. She laughed at that and you couldn't help but admire her. Everything she did was beautiful. You parted ways and you went back to your air bnb to rest for a bit and decide what to do. Before you could choose something you got a notification that someone has messages you.

Gillian: Hey chica I was wondering if you'd want me to show you around since you seem like one of those boring, typical tourist bitches lol

Of course she would say that

You: I mean if it wouldn't be a bother your majesty I would really appreciate

Gillian: Very funny it in fact wouldn't be a bother since I have nothing better to do

You: Aww the best way you can think of to spend your time is with me? xoxo

Gillian: That's not what I said... but sure I guess. Wanna meet at the park on 121st?

You: Sounds good to me... give me an hour

Gillian: It's gonna take you an hour to get ready? Come on princess it's just a park

I know she did not just call me princess... and why does it make me tingle on the inside?

You: No it's not gonna take that long but I also have to walk there smartass

Gillian: Fair enough. I can pick you up if it would be easier, wouldn't want anything happening to you

You: Aww look at you being a decent human and caring about my well-being that's a turn on ya know?

Gillian: Basic human decency? I guess I'm pretty hot then ;)

You: Such an understatement

You text back and forth for a few more minutes before you both get ready. You send her the address and wait for her outside on a bench. She pulls up and you're mesmerized by her car for a moment until she honks the horn. You snap yourself out of it and hop in the passenger seat and head to the park. Once you get there you smile at all the greenery and decide you need to take some pictures. You exit the car and pull your camera out of your bag turning the settings until you're satisfied. You glance over at Gillian whose eyes are trained onto you.

"Is there something I can help you with madam?" You ask playfully and she shakes her head. "Just watching. You're a photographer?" She asks curiously and you shrug your shoulders. "Somewhat, I guess. It's mainly a hobby but I do get paid for it so I guess it would be appropriate to call me that" you say shyly. "A simple 'yes' would have sufficed. Are you always so modest?" She jokes and you blush at her words knowing that she's right. "I mean they're ok, I guess some people just really like them" I say and she nods slowly, thoughtfully.

The two of you walk through the park, you taking pictures occasionally. Once it starts to get dark you decide to head back home. She stops in front of the house and turned the car off which you assume is her asking to come in. "Do you wanna come up?" You ask hesitantly and she nods while smirking. You get out and unlock the front door holding it open for her to go in first. You lock it behind you and you both take off your shoes at the door. "It's beautiful" she says rubbing her hands along the wall. "Thanks, I thought so too" I say looking around myself.

"Do you want tea?" I ask nervously and she shakes her head. "Show me your pictures" she says more like a demand than a question. I take her into the living room and grab my camera out my bag. I open it and start clicking through the pictures when she takes it from my hand. "These are amazing" she says softly as she filters through them glancing at me from time to time. She comes upon a particularly beautiful picture if I may say, and she stops. It's one of her where the sun was hitting her just right and I had to capture it. She lightly smiled at it, and she looked up at me.

"Couldn't help yourself?" She asks smugly with her naturally flirtatious tone. "It was too beautiful not to capture" you say trying to sound confident and she smirked. She stares into your eyes for a moment longer before looking back at the camera. She goes through a few more before returning it to you. "What do we do now?" She asks, her eyebrow raised and a soft smile on her face. 

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