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GABRIELLA
THE PARKING LOT was packed when we pulled up and everyone waved at us as we drove past. The moment he got out of the car, his fans flocked to him and asked for pictures. Some people in the spotlight snubbed their noses at their fans, but Paxton didn’t. He smiled and let them put their arms around him as he posed for picture after picture.
“You’re actually good at this,” I commended.
Grinning, he put his arm around me and turned me to face him. “Who would I be without them? Just some weirdo driving around fast in his backyard.” Pressing his lips to mine, he held me close and didn’t stop, even when people walked by and whistled.
“Get a room you two,” a voice called out.
Paxton guffawed and let me go, keeping his arm around my shoulders. The voice came from the blonde haire
