WESLEY
My heart was burning with something I couldn’t even name. All I knew was that I had to get Natalia out of there safely. The paparazzi had rushed her the second she stepped out of the restaurant. Cameras flashing, voices shouting, bodies pressing in close. She looked small and trapped in the middle of all that noise and I didn’t think before I moved.
I pushed through the crowd and reached her. My arms went around her before anyone else could grab her again. I pulled her close to my chest and walked fast, keeping my body between her and the cameras. People kept yelling questions about us, about the scandal, about whether I was using her. I didn’t answer any of them. I just kept walking until we reached her car.
I opened the door and helped her inside. She looked up at me like she
