You prepared to leave, lovely? Daniel shows up next to me.
I chuckle and stand up to pay the bartender. Daniel moves my hand and puts a $100 bill in it, then he puts his arm around my waist and walks out.
Did you enjoy yourself? He casts a downward gaze at me.
I grin and say, "Yeah, it wasn't that awful actually. "That is, until you left."
He scowls, "I'm sorry sweetie. "I had a lot to talk about with Mr. Johnson."
Is everything all right? Since I'm virtually pressed up against his side, I say this while leaning towards him.
He smiles and rubs my waist with his thumb. "It will be," he says. My skin begins to flush with goosebumps, and I have to will myself to look away.
Thankfully, the reporters have left by the time we arrive outside. As we make our way to Daniel's car, I hear laug
