With that, Duke dragged Grey straight toward the celebrity van.
Before getting in, Grey shot Angela a pointed look. "Angela, I'd advise you not to say any more vague, ambiguous things to the press. You and I? We have no connection. None whatsoever."
All the color drained from Angela's face in an instant.
She watched Grey's car slowly vanish from sight, her hands at her sides clenching so tight into fists that her nails dug into her palms, sharp and stinging.
*****
When Duke dropped Grey off at his place, he sighed at Grey's haggard state. "Grey, I told you to stay put, didn't I? Not to go anywhere? You know exactly how rabid those reporters are right now..."
Grey stared at the floor, his voice flat. "I'm worn out. You can go ahead."
Duke had a dozen other fires to put out already, s
