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“I hope so.” He pointed to the mansion. “Are you ready to do this?”

“Wow!” She peered out the window. “Holy shit. Look at this place.”

“It’s pretty impressive.” He found her colorful language entertaining.

“Who are all of those people outside?” she asked as Andrew drove up the long, winding driveway. “They look like they’re waiting for something.”

“Hell.” Spencer pulled his phone from his pocket. “Paparazzi.”

“No shit.” Coda continued to stare out the window. “Who are they here for?”

“Us, but don’t worry. It’ll be fine.” He dialed his brother. “I’ll find out what’s going on.”

“Hey,” Tyler answered. “Are you here yet?”

“I just pulled up. What’s with all the cameras?”

“The media found out we’re all arriving so they stormed the castle. Security is on its way. The governor isn’t pleased.”

“Is there a back entrance?”

“They’re surrounding the place.”

“Wonderful.”

“Why do you care?” Tyler asked. “Get out of the car and walk into the foyer. You’ve had your picture taken before.”

“It’s not me I’m worried about,” he mumbled.

“Huh?”

“Nothing.” He glanced out the window. “I’ll be inside shortly.” He ended the call and shoved the phone into his pocket. “We’re going to have to go through this.”

“Okay.” He saw the apprehension on her face.

“It’s not a big deal. Just keep your head down and don’t answer any questions. There’s a car right behind us, so they’ll leave us alone when they realize we’re not the bride or groom. They’ll move on.”

Coda stared at the mob with the cameras. She straightened her skirt and fidgeted with her hands.

Andrew opened the door. “You ready, boss?”

“Walk in with us and try to shield Ms. Vercelli. There’s no reason she needs to be plastered all over the rag sheets.” Spencer put on his sunglasses. “Let’s get inside as quickly as possible.”

“Sure thing.” Andrew peeked inside the car. “You’ll be fine.”

Coda nodded.

Spencer stepped out of the car, slung his suit jacket over his arm, and then extended his hand for Coda. “Ready?” He smiled, trying to calm her. He hadn’t meant for her to get a taste of his hectic life so quickly.

“What waitress doesn’t dream of this?” Laughing nervously, she slid along the seat, took his hand, and stepped out into the spotlight. Spencer stood to her right while Andrew stuck close to her other side.

“Mr. Cannon.” Flashes of lights exploded around them. “Spencer, over here,” they called. “Who’s your date?”

Spencer tried to let go of Coda’s hand but she gripped tighter. “It’s okay.” He leaned down and whispered into her ear. “I’m going to put my arm around you.” She eased up on his fingers. “We have to get up the steps and then they’ll leave us alone.”

“When did you start dating? Where did you meet? Is there a date set? How does Ms. Carrington feel about this?” The media continued to shout as Spencer guided her up the steps and to the lobby. “What does Ava say, Spencer?”

Andrew opened the foyer doors. “I’ll move the car and bring in the bags.”

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