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Deek
When I took a moment too long to answer, Tia grinned at my mate. “Didn’t they tell you? You’re famous.”
Tiffani paled, swaying, and I frowned at Tia’s antics. “Tia, stop scaring her.”
“Why didn’t you tell her? How many interview requests have you turned down already?”
Tiffani looked up at me with a fierce scowl, clearly growing irritated. “Well?”
With a sigh, I relented. Dax and I had discussed this problem at length in my office just hours ago. Eventually, I was going to be forced to concede. My people wanted to know Tiffani, loved her for saving my life. I was a selfish bastard, keeping her all to myself. The world would understand that my mating fever would take some time to soothe. But I was running out of ways to keep the media away. Before long, the curious would be knoc
