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lot more interesting.”
    “How so?”
    “Lately I’ve been shooting a lot of fashion stuff—magazine spreads, some covers—that sort of thing. As a designer you’ll appreciate this—I’ve done some shoots for Architectural Digest .”
    “I love Architectural Digest. I’d do anything to have my work showcased in there.”
    “I’m friends with one of the editors. I’ll put in a good word for you if you’d like.”
    Nikki almost gasped and covered it up with a laugh. He’s freakin’ friends with an editor at Architectural Digest. “Yeah, well, you better let me get my business back up and running before you do that.”
    He smiled. “Deal.”
    “And you don’t love doing that type of photography?”
    “I’m pretty much bloody well over it.”
    “Well, I gotta tell you, all that sounds really interesting to me.”
    “It’s just not where my heart is.”
    “What do you want to do instead?”
    He came back and sat down beside her. “I used to be a photojournalist back in England. That’s where I’m from originally. Manchester, actually.”
    “Do you get back to England often?”
    He shrugged. “No, nothing to really go back there for.”
    “No parents?”
    He squinted and his lips curved downward. “I haven’t spoken to my father since I was eighteen, and my mother, well, she died about a year ago.”
    “Oh, I’m so sorry.”
    “Don’t be. We weren’t close.” He ran a hand through his hair. “So anyway,” he said, changing the subject back to their original topic, “I covered a lot of news events, environmental issues. The whole fashion thing sort of fell in my lap. The money’s insane. You get sucked in and then you’re stuck with the golden handcuffs.”
    “Can’t you do a little of both? Keep shooting fashion but still do more photojournalism?”
    His eyes lit up. “Actually, that’s sort of the plan. I have a chance to go to Antarctica on a shooting expedition with a group of photojournalists. A few of my buddies and I want to do some repeat photography of the glaciers. ”
    “What’s repeat photography?”
    “Sorry, didn’t mean to get technical on you.” He smiled and the corners of his eyes crinkled up. “Repeat photography is where you capture changes in the landscape. So we’ll study photographs of the glaciers taken maybe fifty or seventy-five years ago and we’ll take the exact same shot from the exact same vantage point. That way we can compare the photographs and document the changes. We want to capture the retreat of the glaciers.”
    “That sounds amazing.”
    “Yeah, well.” He ran a hand through his wavy dark hair. “It’ll be amazing if I can get my fashion shooting wrapped up in time to make the trip. I’ve committed to a series of covers and back-to-back spreads for a fashion magazine. But to me the glaciers would be sexier to shoot than a bunch of models.”
    “Then you have to go,” she said emphatically. “You have to find a way to do it. You have to follow your passion. Otherwise you’ll always regret it.”
    He looked at her, a burning intensity in his eyes. “I couldn’t agree with you more. If you don’t follow your passion, what else is there?”
    She swallowed hard. The man oozed sex. And if she weren’t still so hung up on Matthew, she would have reached over and kissed him whether he wanted her to or not. She pictured herself stroking his gorgeous, chiseled face, running her fingers through his thick brown hair. It was her dream all over again.
    “Well,” he said, pulling his iPhone from his back pocket, breaking the spell of the moment, “it doesn’t appear as though anyone’s going to send for us anytime soon. And naturally I can’t get a signal on my mobile. Can you?”
    “I don’t have my phone with me.”
    He glanced around the elevator, his eyes settling on the ceiling. “Tell you what—if I hoist you up there, do you think you can fit through that trapdoor? We might be close enough to the next floor that you can