EASTON's POV
‘‘You should post a photo on your Instagram…’’ I advised Miss Bell as I got out of my black Porsche Cayenne and moved around the car to open the door for her.
Miss Bell's pupils constricted as she locked her gaze with mine. Possibly perplexed as to why I was suddenly acting like a gentleman, she reached out for my hand and I assisted her in stepping out of my car.
‘‘I was really thinking about doing that…’’ she said in response to my suggestion as she took out her phone from her purse.
‘‘Let's take a selfie here, Miss Bell…'' I said as I stood next to my car.
‘‘Here…?’’ she wondered as she gazed around. ‘‘With you…?’’
‘‘Yeah…’’ I smirked a little. ‘‘Come on…’’
She stepped right next to me and stretched her arm to take a selfie picture, while I wrapped my arm around her waist and smiled at the camera.