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Alina

My phone has been blowing up all week! It’s not just friends and family calling, texting, and emailing every five minutes, trying to get the latest scoop, but it’s the media too. I’ve had over two hundred requests for interviews from news stations and celebrity tabloid sites—the largest ones to the tiniest most obscure YouTube channels and podcasts. I’ve ignored all of them. I don’t even know how to handle this.

I seriously underestimated the public interest in Sebastian Kemp’s new wife.

The party is tonight and I’m freaking out.

I’ve pictured having a first date with Sebastian many times over the years, but even in my weirdest fantasies, it never played out like this.

“Why are you going to San Antonio?” Eddie asks as I plug my phone in. It’s not even noon and the battery is already dead from all of the excess activity. “Is Sebastian signing with The Hyenas?”

“I don’t know,” I mutter as I pull up the demographic stats of San Antonio. I might as well get some work in while I’m there. I’m thinking it might be a good spot for Mr. Seinfeld to expand into. I’ve been researching it since Sebastian showed up.

It’s a growing, lively city, and if I end up running the new branch over there and Sebastian just happens to be living there too… Wouldn’t that be cool?

“You don’t know where your husband is signing?” Eddie asks while he gives me the stink eye.

I glare back at him. “You’ll find out at the press conference like everybody else.”

He grunts as he turns back to his computer.

“Miss Hover,” Mr. Seinfeld barks from behind me. I jump so high my knees nearly hit the bottom of my desk. I have to turn my desk around so my back isn’t facing the door. The Comedian always does this to me.

“Hello, sir,” I say as I spin around with my heart pounding. “What can I do for you?”

“When will that report be ready?”

“Umm, I can have it ready for you first thing Monday morning!”

He frowns and then walks away without another word. “It better be a winner,” he calls out in his booming voice down the hall.

Maybe I should pick Anchorage, Alaska instead to get as far away from this man as I can.

I try to get back to work, but my hand is too fast and before I know it, I’m searching for images of Sebastian Kemp. His beautiful face pops up with those bright blue eyes and that mischievous grin. I take a deep breath and let myself get excited for the date.

I’m going to be flying in a private jet—just him and me—and then we’re heading to a billionaire’s house for a fancy party. I’ve never done anything like this before and the fact that I get to experience it all on the arm of the man I’ve loved since before puberty is just too exciting.

I can’t wait!

Chapter Six

Alina

“Idon’t know,” I say as I step out of the bathroom in a long flowing red gown. Sebastian had it sent over this afternoon. It’s beautiful—something Julia Roberts would wear at the end of a blockbuster movie—but wearing it in my apartment is making me feel nothing but foolish.

Marie is slowly shaking her head, staring at me in awe. “It’s stunning.”

“Really?” I say, turning to the mirror. The dress is stunning, she’s right about that, it’s just me in the dress that’s the problem. “I’ve never worn anything like this before.”

“And you’ve never flown in a private jet before,” she says as she jumps up to adjust the dress in the back, “and you’ve never been to a party at a billionaire’s house before.”

And I’ve never been on a date with Sebastian…

“You really think I can pull it off?” I ask with a deep breath.

Her eyes are getting watery as she looks me over. “I do.”

“Why are you getting so emotional?”

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