“There’s more than just you?”
“Four of us in total. You had three and then you hired me back.”
“Me?” I thought three security guards wasn’t enough? What kind of paranoid weirdo had I become?
“Yes, you,” James said as he rejoined me, slipping his arm around my waist. He did it like it was the most normal thing in the world. Like he didn’t realize how much his touch accelerated my heartbeat. “Let’s get you home.”
Ian opened up the back door of the car in front of us. A sleek black sedan that probably cost more than my college tuition.
“So we have a security detail?” I asked as I slid into the back seat.And a fancy car that we don’t drive ourselves.I stared at James as he sat down next to me.
“To keep us safe,” he said as he buckled his seatbelt.
“From who?”
“When you’re in the limelight like us, you’d be surprised by how many people are a threat.”
“And why are we in the limelight? Are you like a famous actor or something?” It seemed like the most logical conclusion. He was beautiful. There was no doubt about that. His dark brown eyes and sharp jaw line would make anyone in their right mind weak in the knees. And it really seemed like he was part of some elaborate scheme to make me feel insane. But if that was the case, he probably wasn’t an A-list actor. Maybe he was just starting out in showbiz.
He sighed. “A lot of reasons.”
“Like?”
“I sold my first company for a large sum.” He shrugged. “We donate to a lot of great charities. The way we met didn’t exactly pull me out of the limelight either. It just thrust you into it.”
“You avoided my question about how we met before. Are you going to answer it now?”
“I fell in love with you the moment I saw you.”
His words reverberated through me. I could feel that he was telling the truth. It made our make-believe relationship feel real. “And how did you meet me?”
He smiled. “We bumped into each other in a coffee shop.”
“That hardly sounds like something that would make us need a security detail.”
He lowered both his eyebrows. “Well you weren’t just some woman who stole my affection.” He paused, catching my gaze. There were so many secrets swirling in his dark irises. I wanted to know everything he was holding back.
“I wasn’t?”
“No.” He reached out and cupped the side of my face in his large hand. “As much as I wished that you were, that wasn’t the case.”
“Because I'm only 19? Er...wasonly 19.”
He lowered both eyebrows. “Yes. But more so because you were my student.”
I started laughing.
His expression didn’t change.
I started laughing harder. And I couldn’t seem to stop. So he wasn’t an actor after all. But he was most definitely a comedian.
