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Page 43 of Her Greek Protector

“I took lots of pictures the day of the wedding. I’ll sell one of them to you if you promise me the story that accompanies it isn’t sleazy or derogatory in anyway. Gemma is my friend and she doesn’t deserve that.”

The reporter agreed. “I’ll make sure the picture just runs with a caption declaring how happy the newlyweds are.”

“Okay, you have a deal. Where should I send the picture and when do I get paid?”

“Mercenary. I like it.” James grinned. “I’ll have a check made out to you tomorrow. You bring me the picture on a flash drive, no emails. Once I confirm the picture is there, you get the check. Easy as pie.”

“Frankly, I’ve never made a pie but I don’t imagine it would be easy.”

“Whatever. When do you want to meet?”

“Tomorrow morning? Around ten o’clock. We can meet right here so the guard doesn’t get suspicious. The Moustakas don’t like reporters very much.”

James laughed derisively. “No one likes us. That’s the idea.”

Aimee didn’t understand that, but this man was going to give her enough money to stay in Greece for the next little while. She wouldn’t let Alexi or Gemma and Leo pay for her tuition or buy her camera equipment, but she would stay with them. At least in the short term.

She headed back inside the house, her steps lighter and a soft smile upon her face.I don’t have to go back to the States!