Tess“Hello beautiful,” I heard from behind.
I turned and spotted Tucker walking up the curb, my stomach fluttered.
“Hey Tuck,” I smiled. “…er, Tucker.”
“Tuck is cool, that’s what my family calls me.”
“Ooo, I feel special.”
“You are.”
I blushed.
“Nice shades, you afraid the paparazzi might recognize you?”
“It’s hard being me sometimes,” I laughed and touched my sunglasses self-consciously.
He pulled out his phone and snapped a pic.
“What in the world was that for?”
“Well, now I have an exclusive photo that you can’t buy online.”
I raised an eyebrow and tilted my head at him.
“Wait, that came out weird,” he laughed. “What I meant was I have my own celebrity head shot, oh hell I just wanted a picture.”
“Creeper, I knew you were a stalker,” I giggled.
“Nah, I just have remarkabl
