Flashbulbs went off and Hailey pulled her face from the window of the limousine.
“I think I can get through them," the driver said.
“Don't open the gate until you get to it," Noah said.
He reached out and squeezed Hailey's hand. She was emboldened by it not that the reporters were a real threat. If they were reputable, they knew the extent of Noah and Hailey's rights. It was unnerving being on the other side of things.
They were not allowed on private property even as they stormed the limousine.
“Where did you meet?"
“How long have you been together?"
The limousine rocked from the force of the bodies against it. It was Hailey's turn to grip Noah's hand. She'd never done anything like this in her career and she didn't understand the madness.
“Do you deal with this all the time?
