“I said I was sorry.”
Tane hovered at my side, clearly unsure what the hell was going on. I wasn’t going to tell him. That would defeat the goal of getting Abby out of here with no one the wiser. Fantasy over. Time to go back to reality.
“I’ll yell at you later.” I looked at Dominique, who nodded in agreement. “Did anyone see her?” I asked.
“I don’t think so.”
“Did she talk to the press? The paparazzi outside?”
Dominique was shaking her head, but Abby answered. “No. No one knows I was here. No one noticed me.”
“Thank God. Let’s go before our luck runs out.”
Dominique turned back to the door, followed by Abby. I fell in step behind the girl, Tane on my heels. I glanced over my shoulder to see what the hell he was doing. He stared back, eyes unyielding.
Okay. So he wanted to walk me
