"I can't believe we only have one more day here," Brie said as she hugged Austin's arm tighter.
She and Austin both spoke with a Southern accent. Instantly giving away that they were tourists to anyone they spoke to.
They had chosen to start their morning in New York with a stroll through Central Park. They had spent the previous four days there on their honeymoon, and tomorrow, they would be flying back home to begin their new life together.
"I know, but I'm excited to get back. Get started on our family," he said staring down at his wife.
They went around the winding paths to a pond where they stopped to enjoy the view.
"I've seen the photos online but never imagined buildings could be so tall," Brie said in wonder.
Austin wrapped his arm around his wife and together they stood in silence, taking in the view.
The moment was interrupted by a man in a deep voice with an unrecognizable European accent.
"Excuse me, hello," he said.
Austin and Brie turned around to see a tall, lanky, well-dressed older gentleman with a bald head and a large bushy mustache. He looked to be well into his fifties.
In his hands, he was holding a camera with an unusually large light attached to it.
"I'm sorry to interrupt. My name is Nikoloz and I'm somewhat of a well-known photographer."
The man then fished his phone out of his pocket and showed them a photagram account with over a million followers.
"I like to take photos of people that I find here in the park. It's free, no charge. You are both tourists, I can tell. Very unique look and I would love to photograph you."
Brie and Austin looked at each other excitedly.
"Sure!" Austin said.
"Sounds fun, will the photos be up on your account after?" she asked.
"Yes, of course," he answered.
Austin and Brie were both excited. He posed them together on a bench near the pond.
"Your accents," he asked. "Where are you from?"
"Oh, we're from Arkansas," Austin answered.
"I thought that was a southern accent," Nikoloz said as he snapped another photo.
"I hear you have an accent as well, where are you originally from?" Brie asked.
"Eastern Europe. Small country over there."
That was all Nikoloz said as he continued to take photos of the young couple.
"You are dating?" he asked.
"No," Brie answered turning to look into Austin's blue eyes. "We're newlyweds. Just tied the knot last week. We're here on our honeymoon."
"Congratulations!" the old man exclaimed. "You look so young to be married."
"I'm nineteen and he's twenty," Brie said before smiling again for the camera.
"We were high school sweethearts," Austin added.
Nikoloz snapped a couple of more photos before having them stand up.
"You are a striking couple. You so tall and your wife so short," Nikoloz observed.
Austin towered above his wife who barely stood at five feet. He was also muscular while Brie was very thin. Her figure was almost non-existent.
They were both very attractive with their sandy blonde hair and blue eyes.
"Come, I have a spot over here behind this boulder. We will use the flash. After I will let you continue your honeymoon."
Nikoloz began to walk as Brie and Austin hurried to catch up with him.
They circled the pond until they arrived at a secluded area behind a large boulder off the paved pathways.
He posed them together and snapped another photo. This time the large light on his camera flashed.
Brie and Austin had to take a second after to adjust their eyes. Even though it was sunny outside the flash was still intense.
"That was BRIGHT," Austin exclaimed.
"I apologize," Nikoloz said staring at the camera screen. "Sorry, just one more when you are ready."
Brie and Austin got back into their pose as Nikoloz snapped another photo. Again blinding them with the flash.
"Now I will take some of just your beautiful bride," Nikoloz asked.
"Sure," Austin said as he rubbed his eyes.
Austin then stepped off to the side as Brie stood alone staring at the camera lens. She held her hands together down by her waist. She was unsure what pose he wanted to photograph her in.
Nikoloz looked over here for a moment. She was wearing a bright flowery summer dress that came down to just above her knees. She had a jean jacket on over it.
