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The only positive about my situation was that I didn’t have to act There was no forced emotional attachment because it was already there
So when cameras flashed and people asked us about our relationship, I squeezed his hand because I felt soled when he kissed h
And when Reid wrapped an aringly gazing up into his eyes like he’d just pro with Max as the officiant
Because let’s be honest, Max wouldn’t want it any other way
The club was soreen, red, blue--flashed all over the place, and the entire effect was enough to give me a headache, which in turn made me feel extremely old
"Up here," Max yelled back at us as we made our way to the fifth level of the club It was more private and overlooked thewith a separate DJ and bar Everything was blanketed in cool blue and violet colors We made our way into a semiprivate room
The colors were even di the floor-to-ceiling LED screens
"You like?" Max turned around in a circle "We can actually customize the room to look anyant"
"Nice" Reid nodded, then checked his watch
I elbowed him; he winked back
Oh, dear
I sed dryly and folded my hands across rabbed one hand and placed a glass of cha to?" Reid asked the group, not taking his eyes off as to sell ht"
"Huh?" Colton asked "They perform for you?"
"Not in that capacity, psycho" Max rolled his eyes "I say we oes like I think it’s going to go, you two kids are one e away frolass higher "So, to success?"
"Success" We all lifted our glasses The chane tasted bitter, not smooth But maybe it was me, I was the problem
Because every publicist wanted success for their client You’d be stupid not to--well, stupid and most likely ho that I wanted to sabotage Reid? That for the first time in my life I wanted my client, his talent, all to myself? Why share him with the world when they would never appreciate the man he really was? And why take the chance that once he was in the public eye--fully in the public eye--they’d ruin him anyway?
"Hey" Reid tilted ed to slass down and reached for my other hand "Does this feel like work?"