CHAPTER TWO
WILLOW WAITED UNTIL she was sure the ballroom would be crowded with other readers before venturing down. She didn’t wish to stand out and be noticed, preferring to blend into the masses that would be flowing around the author tables. The book signing had been going on for an hour before she slid through the main doors and into the stream of people. The noise level was high as people talked, laughed, and basically pushed for attention from their favorite authors and those authors clambered for the spotlight from the readers and fans.
Stepping through the main doorway, she slid to the side, her gaze flickering around the activity for anyone she recognized—especially Benson Taylor. She spotted Olivia Smoak off to one side, a cluster of women already surrounding her table, fawnin
