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I peek up at him from under my eyelashes. "You think it’s good?"
"Good? It’s the fucking bee’s knees!” He growls.
I bite the inside of my cheek.
"I’m not the only one who thinks so, by the way. So do the three million people who’ve viewed it."
"Three million?" I shake my head. "The last I checked—"
"Here." He pulls his phone from his pocket, swipes the screen, then hands it over.
I glance down at it, then gulp. "Wow, that’s another one million in half an hour?"
"It’s growing in popularity. Seems you’re unstoppable."
I hand the phone back to him and tuck my face into his armpit. "I have no idea what this means."
"It means, you’ve been discovered. You’re going to be an overnight star."
Something in his voice makes me glance up at him. His features are soft, those blue eyes of his blazing with some kind of inner turmoil I can’t interpret.
"What’s wrong?" I ask.
He shakes his head.
"Tell me." I dig my elbow in his side. "Please?"
He pulls his arm from around me, and the cool air makes me shiver. A chill runs up my spine, and I wrap my arms about my waist. "Declan?" I murmur, "I’m so happy you’re here with me."
He shoots me a sideways glance. "I’m glad I’m here with you, too."
I reach up and drag my finger down the crease between his eyebrows. "So, why are you frowning?"
"I’m not."
"You are."
He holds my gaze for a second, then rises to his feet and begins to pace. "I’m pleased for you, I really am—"
"But?"
"But I wish I could have had you to myself a little while longer. I knew it was only a matter of time before you’d be discovered. Hell, that’s why I put you in touch with Harry, but I hoped I’d get a few months to have you to myself before the world, in all its craziness, asked to have a piece of you."
A buzzing sound fills the air. We turn toward the window where I hadn’t drawn the drapes to find a device hovering there.
"What’s that?" I gape.
"A fucking drone. It has a remote camera."
He stalks over to the window and pulls the drapes shut, then walks over to the next window and repeats the action, and the next, until we’re closeted in the room with the sunshine now blocked by the curtains.
"Jesus." I lock my trembling fingers together.
"And it’s only just beginning, babe."
"I… I’m not sure I can cope with it."
"You can, baby. You’re tougher than you give yourself credit for."
