Usually the paparazzi kept their distance so as to appear respectful, but this guy apparently didn't abide by those rules. I blinked, trying to ease the dark spots in my vision, and then glanced up to find a man standing directly in front of my table. I hung up the phone just as a camera flash blinded my eyes. "On second thought, don't tell me anything about it." "Let me know how that works out for you." Then she thought better of it. She couldn't stop giggling on the other end of the phone. "Becca! Stop! We have to have boundaries," I laughed, standing up and grabbing my purse.
Are you going to like wait for him naked on the bed or something?" He's out of practice soon and I want to beat him home." "Hey, I'll call you back when I get to Liam's place. I won't know for sure until enough time has passed, but she'd be an idiot to not move on and forget about this." "I really think she'll back off now, Bec. I tossed my head back and laughed, feeling instantly lighter now that I was done with that showdown.
"Kinsley! How'd it go? Are you alive or are you calling me from the other side?" Becca asked as soon as she answered. The paparazzi's shutters went wild and I sat there for a moment, collecting the last few minutes in my mind, before retrieving my phone to call Becca. She stood to leave, casting one last evil glare in my direction before heading away. I had no clue which path she would choose, but I had a good feeling that my talk got through to her. Or maybe my claws just come out when someone backs me into a corner," I suggested with an even tone.
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