He held onto my arm firmly as he led me back to the parking lot.
While curious onlookers glared at us, they continued to focus on the multibillionaire celebrity. He would quickly return to the front page of every tabloid.
If I was very careful, no one would soon find the baby bump, so I was safe for two more months.
From the corner of his eye, he looked at me. Why aren't you grinning anymore?
My gut began to clench. What if the paparazzi did their homework and found out I was an escort? Would the entire nation raise a ruckus over the peculiar relationship Smith and I had? Once such information was posted online, it would be impossible to remove. There would be very little chance of us keeping it from our child. I swung around to avoid the odd looks. Everyone is staring at us.
Say, "Let them see."
