** Harper **
Damn. How did an innocent and nostalgic date end up turning out like this, which was not innocent or nostalgic at all? And who was even responsible for derailing it in the first place?
Harper could hear the sound of her heartbeat thrumming in her ears, quickening with every second. She never thought of herself as much of a thrill seeker — just like her complicated love-hate relationship with rollercoasters, she didn't actually feel all that brave to casually try something as exotic and indecently risky as this, but …
Once the thought was in her head, it seemed impossible to get rid of it. One tease led to another, and here they were, getting completely disheveled in a photo booth. In a way that she highly doubted to be the intended use of this changing room.
