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Klay P.O.V.
Denver, Colorado (Mile High City)
Carrington nods nervously but steels herself as Mr. Bucky comes around and opens the door for us. I stepped out first and then helped Kitten get out of the car like a proper gentleman.
After that, I wrapped my arms around Carrington, and we turned to face the crowd.
There's an audible gasp of silence falls then just as quickly, we're drowned by the sound of hundreds of cameras clicking while flashes blind us.
"Wow! This is a lot!!" Carrington said, and I can hear the rising panic in her voice.
"I got you, Kitten. Just don't let go of my arm."
We take a few steps and stop at the designated places on the red carpet. As we go through, I feel her arm relax and some of the ten
