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Thirty-six

The morning light streamed through my bedroom window, casting a soft glow over everything. I stretched, feeling a surge of creativity and determination. Today was all about exploring the city for new photo opportunities. My blog was thriving, and I wanted to keep my content fresh and engaging.

After a quick breakfast, I grabbed my camera and headed out. The city was alive with energy, and I was excited to find some new and unique spots to capture. I wandered through bustling streets and quiet alleyways, snapping photos of interesting architecture and colorful street art.

As I was setting up for a shot near a trendy coffee shop, I noticed someone who caught my eye. It was Brennen, the guy from the other night at the trap house. He was dressed in a stylish outfit—a crisp white shirt with rolled-up sleeves and well-fitted jeans. He looked different from the last time we'd met; more relaxed and less invasive.

I hesitated for a moment but then decided to approach him. "Hey, Brennen, right?"

He looked up from his lunch with a friendly smile. "Hey, Blair. Yeah, that's me. How's it going?"

"Good!" I replied, trying to match his enthusiasm. "I'm out here taking some new photos for my blog. I couldn't help but notice your outfit. It's perfect for a shoot. Would you be interested in modeling for me?"

Brennen's eyes lit up with genuine interest. "Really? I'd love to! I've never done anything like that before."

I grinned and motioned for him to follow me. "Great! Let's find a spot and get started."

We walked a few blocks to a picturesque park with plenty of natural light. I set up my camera and started directing Brennen for the shoot. To my surprise, he was a natural in front of the lens. He posed effortlessly, and his outfit made for some striking shots. The photos turned out better than I had anticipated, and Brennen's easygoing demeanor made the process enjoyable.

After we finished, Brennen suggested we sit down and chat while he finished his lunch. I agreed, and we found a bench outside a nearby café. The sun was warm, and the atmosphere was relaxed.

As we sat down, Brennen took a bite of his sandwich and glanced at me. "So, how did you get into photography and blogging?"

I took a sip of my iced coffee before answering. "I've always loved capturing moments and sharing them with others. It started as a hobby, but it's grown into something more serious. I've been really fortunate to get some great opportunities."

Brennen nodded, his gaze fixed on me. "That's awesome. It's great to see someone so passionate about what they do."

I felt a bit self-conscious under his attentive gaze but tried to stay focused. "Thanks. It's definitely been a rewarding journey. What about you? What have you been up to since coming back from your trip?"

He looked away for a moment, then met my eyes again. "Just catching up with friends and working on a few projects. It's been nice to be back and reconnect with everyone."

There was a brief pause, and I could feel Brennen's eyes on me again. It was different from before; there was an intensity to his gaze that made me a little uneasy, yet also curious. I decided to change the subject to something lighter.

"So, what's your favorite thing about being back in the city?"

Brennen thought for a moment. "Honestly, I missed the vibe here. There's something about the energy of the city that's really inspiring. Plus, it's great to see old friends and catch up."

I nodded, taking another sip of my coffee. "I totally get that. The city has a way of pulling you back in, doesn't it?"

He smiled, his gaze softening. "Yeah, it really does."

We continued chatting about various topics, from favorite spots in the city to travel experiences. Despite my initial reservations about Brennen, he was easy to talk to, and the conversation flowed smoothly. However, I couldn't help but notice how his attention seemed to linger on me a bit more than usual.

As we finished our conversation and I prepared to leave, Brennen stood up and smiled. "It was great hanging out with you, Blair. Thanks for letting me be a part of your shoot."

"Of course," I said, returning his smile. "Thanks for being such a great model. I'll make sure to send you some of the photos."

Brennen's gaze lingered on me as I gathered my things. "I'll look forward to it. Maybe we can do this again sometime."

I nodded, feeling a bit flustered. "Definitely. Have a good day, Brennen."

"You too," he replied, his smile lingering as he watched me walk away.

As I headed back to the trap house, I couldn't shake the feeling of Brennen's gaze on me. It was a mix of curiosity and something I couldn't quite place. I pushed it to the back of my mind, focusing on the photos I had taken and the excitement of sharing them with my followers.

When I finally made it home, Colby and the rest of the housemates were gathered in the living room, chatting and laughing. I joined them, feeling a sense of contentment and excitement about the day's success. Even though Brennen had left an impression on me, I was ready to enjoy the company of my friends and the rest of the evening.

As I recounted the day's events to the group, I couldn't help but smile. The photoshoot had gone well, and I was looking forward to sharing the new content with my followers. Everything felt right, and for now, I was content to bask in the positive energy of the day and the warmth of the people around me.