~Liam~
With the guards outside, no paparazzi showed up the next day. We were supposed to change scenery, but the town was full.
And despite how unaffected I acted, I was worried. Not for me—Maya. Poor girl had no idea what she’d be walking into once this blew up. Crazy fans and all.
My phone buzzed as I lay sprawled on the bed, not because I wanted to hide up here, but because giving the little brown-haired lady downstairs her space felt necessary. Didn’t help there was only one couch. So yeah, my ass stayed up here.
I glanced at the screen. Amber. The head of PR.
For a second I considered letting it ring out, but whatever she had to say was probably for my own good. I swiped the call.
“Liam!” she shrieked, bubbly as ever. I rubbed my jaw and winced. Oh boy.
“Amber,” I returned, cur
