My heart slammed violently against my ribcage in utter panic as I glared down at James in sheer disbelief.
“James,” I hissed between my teeth. “What the hell are you doing? You know damn well we’re already going to end up on the front cover of tomorrow’s newspaper.”
“Sweetheart, the longer you hesitate to give an answer, the more the reporters are going to have a field day with this story,” he told me under his breath.
I carefully tore my gaze from James to glance around at the large sea of people that surrounded us. The crowd was practically silent in overwhelming suspense, eagerly awaiting my possible answer. Their cameras were raised up, ready to capture whatever image they could of the situation.
My nerves were spiraling out of control. Out of pure panic, I reached out to take J
