Emma grinned mischievously.
"Only if we can add more accidental collisions to the script."
Ryan chuckled, pulling out his phone to text his photographer.
"Done. 'Couple's Morning Chaos' photoshoot scheduled for tomorrow - pancakes, syrup, and guaranteed mess."
The next morning, Emma arrived at the studio in a yellow sundress, hair tied up in a messy bun.
Ryan looked her up and down, whistling softly.
"Coffee fuelled chaos just got upgraded to stunning chaos."
The photographer shouted directions as they staged scenes:
* Ryan spilled coffee on Emma's dress (again)
* Emma poured syrup down his crisp white shirt
* They laughed, kissed cheeks (for camera), and tangled legs under the table
After the shoot, Ryan helped Emma clean syrup from her hands, his touch sending shivers:
"These photos will kill my blog's engagement rates… and possibly my bachelor status."
Emma's heart skipped a beat at his words.
Was he joking or hinting at real feelings?
Just then, Ryan's phone buzzed - a text from his ex-girlfriend, Rachel:
"Hey Ryan, we need to talk about our past..."