Roxanne
I felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders.
As we walked out of the precinct, I had never felt so free…and then I saw the paparazzi waiting for us. I used to love getting papped and even now I didn’t hate it, but with such a touchy situation I didn’t feel like talking to them.
“Roxanne, did you meet your stalker?”
“Are you headed back to Australia?”
“Daxon, how do you feel about rumors that Roxanne and Cory Crash are having an affair?”
I felt Daxon tense, while my face twisted with confusion. I wasn’t going to answer any of these, but I had to address this.
“Those rumors are completely false,” I stated as Boris pulled us along. “I am not having an affair with anyone. I love my husband very much. And Daxon would never feel insecure over rumors with no foundation
