"Welcome, Mr. Flirtsalot."
"Hey, I was never told I couldn't interact with the people around you. Only you are off limits."
"That doesn't mean you should be going after all my friends. Now they all think I let a creep follow me around."
"To be fair, I haven't had much human contact, other than you, for a couple of weeks. A guy gets...restless."
Clara glared.
"Okay, okay, I'll tone back the flirting."
"No need. I took care of it."
"What?"
"After you left, I told them all you were gay. Good luck getting a date from them now."
"You are insufferable."
"And you are my camera man. So get filming."
He glanced down at the clock in his camera, and realized she was right. It was time to start filming. That morning, his silent countdown was somewhat abbreviated.
YOU ARE READING
On Camera
RomanceClara Alderson was just an ordinary English major. She had some good friends, some bad grades and some wild memories. What she didn't have was more of a problem: money. Her parents had always warned her there were no jobs for English majors, and it...
