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Luke didn’t know whether he was looking forward to today or not. Work was steady anyway, and he technically didn’t need to do it, but when his best friend’s sister-in-law said she needed a photographer, he’d agreed almost instantly. Which was odd. Gut feelings like that normally accompanied big life events, the most likely being to do with meeting his one. Which wasn’t Camille. She was pretty and everything, but not for him. Not only that, but she’d recently mated with a tiger shifter, of which he was a tiny bit jealous. He’d heard that non-shifter mates tended to be able to shift within a few months, and being able to become a tiger at will was pretty damn cool.
He checked his camera bag for what felt like the hundredth time. He always did this, but then, his camera was his livelihood
