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“He’s leaving!” a man yelled.
Suddenly, the crowd surged toward the doors. Space opened up around her, giving her room to breathe.
Rory grabbed Callie and pulled her to her feet. “Are you all right?”
She nodded, not trusting herself to speak. Jake had stepped back outside, and the paparazzi were pushing through the doors in a chaotic stream, following him like he was a magnet.
Before they all exited, three police cars, sirens wailing, skidded up in front of the bakery. The chief and several officers poured on to the sidewalk, hands on their guns.
“Everyone out!” The chief pushed through the doors. “This establishment is over capacity, and harassment is against the law. If you have a camera and don’t want to be arrested, I’d suggest you get your ass out of here right now.”
Shouts broke the silence again, but the chief and officers began forcefully escorting the remaining reporters to the door. On the sidewalk, another set of officers began pushing the paparazzi away from Jake.
Callie stared out the window at him. He caught her gaze, his dark eyes filled with regret, and then he turned and hurried away. Without him as the target, the paparazzi dispersed in seconds and the bakery was empty.
So was Callie’s heart.
