DIANA'S POV
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"OMG!" Pinkie sprang up from her seat. "You look like..." She gaped. "Please, let me take a photo with you!"
My legs wobbled slightly at her sudden outburst. I laughed. "Of course."
"They are all going to bow... You know what?" She shed her work clothes. "I'm closing for the day until after the ceremony. My employee can take over!"
Oh, she owned the place? Why was she always working at the desk?
AJ moved to a chair in the lobby, giving us space, but I caught him taking out his phone and pointing it in my direction.
"You should have told me to pose if you wanted to take a picture."
His face turned bright red, his hand rubbing the back of his neck. "I wasn't..."
Pinkie stepped out of her office, but instead of moving toward me, she marched straight to AJ. She grabbed his phone and his hand, dragging him toward me. "Go take a picture with your fiancé! You need to stand close to her, or men are going to swarm at her feet!"
