Hailey's POV
“Hailey!” I heard the boys yelling my name from afar. I was lounging on a chair, getting a tan, and sipping my glass of wine leisurely.
“Hailey!” I heard them yell again. I sighed.
“Over here,” I mutter barely audibly, but I know they heard me. They have very impressive hearing abilities and can hear from far distances when they want to. Soon enough, they all appeared before me.
“Hey boys, want some wine?” I asked coquettishly.
“Was it you?” Julian asked without beating around the bush.
“What are you talking about?” I asked, completely oblivious to what he was talking about.
“Did you write that article about Emma?” Philip asked impatiently. Alexander sat in a chair in front of me, watching my expressions closely.
“What article?” I reply, sipping my wine and adjusting
