I gave her a small smile and stood up as she did the same.
“Sure thing,” I said, then pulled my phone out. “Maybe we should exchange numbers. I mean, I know where you live, and I’ll be seeing you at the shoot, but … just in case.”
“Yeah, sure,” she said, and we logged each other in our phones.
We walked out and paused on the sidewalk.
“Don’t work too hard,” I told her gently, reaching out to take her hand in mine and run my thumb lightly over her knuckles.
She looked down at our hands, and I did the same, wondering why I’d done that, but liking the feel of her smooth skin.
I released her hand and she looked back up at me.
“I won’t,” Serena replied softly. “Have a good night.”
I watched her walk to the gallery, unlock the door, and go inside, before turning to head back to my truck. There was a grin on my lips, and possibilities in my mind, as I pulled away from the curb and headed home.