Chapter 253

"Alright."

Barclay handed her back the phone.

Moira reached out to take the phone, opened the photo album, and saw the picture Barclay had just taken. The warmth that had only just faded from her face surged back again. Why would he take such a flirtatious, atmospheric photo?

"Could you send me the photos?"

She was lost in thought as Barclay's voice brought her back to reality. "Sure." Moira quickly sent the photos to his phone.

"Could you send me those photos you just took?" Barclay clarified.

"Huh?"

"The ones you took."

"Uh-oh, okay."

Was he going to post them on Instagram too?

Moira couldn't help but wonder. If Barclay posted these photos on Instagram, wouldn't there be a flood of comments from people?

She didn't even dare to imagine and think about what it would be like if she posted these photos on her own Instagram.

"Are you editing the photos?" Barclay asked, noticing that she hadn't posted them on Instagram yet.

a bit flustered. "I'm trying to figure out

the photos, coming up with the right words was proving to be

much deliberation, Moira couldn't come up with anything better, so she settled for a simple yet blunt

her warm cheeks for a moment before she was ready to speak

that Barclay had

that a

Covington, weren't you supposed to be on a

"So?" Barclay responded.

you're

as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, causing Moira

comparison to his. Moira felt too embarrassed to even bring it

"But what?" Barclay prompted.

"It's nothing."

shook her head. "Let me get your gift. It's

gift was

Barclay had given her

main purpose was for Instagram,

the tiny bit of disappointment in her heart and returned to the room, holding the roses and

you," Barclay said as he took the

when Moira quickly pressed his

felt a

"Sure."

watch. "It's getting late. You should

curiosity. "Is there something else we missed?"

pursue

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