He took her phone without hesitation, having played the role of photographer so many times that he knew exactly where the camera app was on her phone. A photographer he was not, but even as Audrey’s follower numbers grew into seven digits, she had refused to upgrade to a fancy camera, wanting instead to show that anyone could make a career out of Instagramming with only an iPhone and a decent photo editing app.

He hopped down the steps to take the photo as Audrey dug her lipstick out of her purse. “How’s my hair?” he heard her ask Alexis.

“Perfect,” Alexis said, giving Audrey a once over. “I’ll head back inside so I’m not photobombing, unless… do you want me to take the photo? Of both of you?”

“No,” Clarke said, just as Audrey lit up.

“Oh, that would be fantastic.”

He groaned. “Dree.”

“I know, I know I promised never to show you in my photos. But that was before we got engaged,” she said pointedly, giving him a look.

He looked up the steps at her, seeing the stubborn glint in her eyes and knowing exactly what she was thinking. The more togetherness they presented, the less ammunition Scandal Boy had to call their bluff.

He jogged back up the steps, handing the phone to Alexis as they traded places.

Clarke slipped his arm around Audrey’s waist as she did the same, and he smiled dutifully as Alexis held up the phone.

“Can you see the Wedding Belles sign?” Audrey asked.

“Scoot a little to the left. There, perfect,” Alexis said. Then she lowered the phone, giving them a careful look. “Just a suggestion…”

“Tell me,” Audrey said.

“What if you turned and faced each other,” Alexis said. “This pose looks a little buddy-buddy right now.”

“Imagine that,” Clarke said out of the corner of his mouth.

“Oh, be quiet,” she said, pulling away and turning toward him. “Here, face me.”

He sighed and did as instructed.

“Already better,” Alexis encouraged. “Audrey put your arms around his neck, looped kind of casual—yes, perfect,” she said as Audrey locked her wrists around the back of Clarke’s head.

“I hate your job,” he told Audrey, preempting Alexis’s next command and setting his hands on his friend’s waist.

“Hush. Look in love,” Audrey commanded.

“Easy to do when you’re so bossy,” he said sarcastically, though he let his mouth curve into a genuine smile because holding Audrey in his arms wasn’t so bad.

Audrey smiled back, lifting her eyes to his.

“Perfect, stay just like that while I find the best angle,” Alexis muttered, almost to herself.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the wedding planner scoot back and forth on the sidewalk, trying to perfect the photo.