*Shelby*I woke up on top of the king-sized bed in my cotton robe. Apparently, I fell asleep right after getting out of the tub the night before. I didn’t even make it under the covers. My stomach growled, so I got up and put myself together. After putting on light makeup, I picked out a strappy sundress from my new vacation wardrobe and headed for the door. My bare feet made contact with a slip of paper someone had slid under my door sometime during the night.I can’t stop thinking about you or that kiss. I will find you tomorrow, so we can talk.-M.Even without recognizing the neat handwriting from his previous note, I knew it was from Michael. I couldn’t help but smile at the thought of me being on his mind. I carefully placed the note with the other and the small pink sea shell before making my way down to the kitchen.The house was completely silent; everyone was probably still in bed, nursing a hangover. I was glad that I would get to spend the m
*Shelby*My eyes burned from all of the crying I had done the night before. I’d spent the whole day in my room, and I’d barely slept that night, worrying about how many magazines would have the picture of me and Michael on the cover the next day and thinking about my decision to leave.I just hoped that I would be able to make it home before the media caught hold of the story. I wanted to be as far away from Lauren as possible when she got ahold of the picture.I texted Lin, telling her to confirm the flight for the next day and wondered how I'd even get there. Flying commercial meant I couldn't use the private airstrip.Maybe Reggie will be able to help me. Or Brenna. Now more than ever, I wanted to escape this vacation. I’d gone to the bathroom and started the shower, filling the room with steam, when I heard an urgent knocking on my door.My heart sank, knowing Michael would never knock so frantically on my door; the only other person it could be was L
*Shelby*The wheels of my suitcase got stuck in the gravel at the end of the driveway. I sighed and pulled harder, having no idea how I was going to get to the airport from here. The suitcase was too heavy; it was crammed full of all of the clothes that Michael bought for me.I realized I had not thought my escape plan through. I didn’t want to do the messy goodbyes with anyone in the house, and I figured I would be able to find a taxi eventually, but my first priority was to get as far away from the mansion as possible.However, it seemed I was going to be stuck at the end of the driveway forever.The crunching gravel surprised me, and I turned around; just as a black Cadillac pulled up in front of me. The window rolled down, and I was relieved to see Reggie sitting in the driver's seat.“What are you doing, Shelby?” Reggie asked me as he took off his sunglasses. He looked so confused at me standing there; suitcase stuck in the rocks.“Um. I am trying to
*Michael*I rolled over in bed; the glare of the sun from the window had streamed across my face, pulling me from some much-needed sleep.I couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened with Shelby on the beach. I wanted to talk to her, to see if she was okay, but I hadn’t seen her since the incident.My mind went over it, reliving every aspect in vivid color….“Michael, there is a man taking pictures of us!” Shelby had squealed.I’d turned my head, and sure enough, a man was standing on the rocky outcrop hanging over the cove.“Shit! Stay behind me, Shelby. I’ll get you out of this,” I’d said as I protectively shifted her body behind mine.She’d buried her face in my neck, and I could feel her nervous heartbeat against my chest. I had been so foolish to pull her into this mess. I knew instinctively that this was Blaine’s doing.I should have accepted the extra security when Bruce suggested it. I’d swam for a group of rocks as fast as I c
*Shelby*A knock sounded on my door, but I didn’t want to get out of bed. The room that was usually cluttered but tidy, was full of moving boxes, in corners pushed as out of the way as possible. It had always been a tight squeeze with all three of us in one room, but now it just felt claustrophobic. I closed my eyes and wished sleep would come, wished it would give me a break from my thoughts that continued to run back to Michael. I missed him but knew I could never face him after all of the trouble I had caused. I hadn’t talked to him after he ran off after the photographer, so I had no idea how much he had to pay the man not to publish those photos.I’d only guessed that he had eventually spent enough money, because I never saw my face plastered all over the front of a gossip tabloid, blog article, or magazine. I had panicked the entire flight home, but I’d decided not to react to the picture the unknown number had sent me, it wasn’t like I could do an
*Shelby*“He needs to know, Shelby. He is the one that got you into this mess; he needs to help get you out of it,” Aubrey said, her arms folded across her chest. She had become really protective after she found out I was being blackmailed.“There are two of us in that picture, Aubrey. I was actually the one to get in the water first. I don’t know what got into me; I slipped out of my clothes to go for a swim. Micheal walked up, and I invited him in. Well, more like dared him to get in. We got a little carried away,” I responded, my cheeks warming at the memory.“Are you blushing? What exactly do you mean by carried away?” Lin said, eyeing me with a suspicious grin. I laughed, “Yes. I, uh, didn’t tell you guys this, but we almost had sex that day in the water.” I decided it was finally time I talked to them about it.“Oh, my god, Shelby! How are you just telling us about this?” Lin said excitedly. “I’ve just been trying not to think about it, but the tru
*Michael*“Bruce, please tell me you have some good news,” I said into my phone. I walked out onto the balcony of my penthouse. I wasn’t sure if I was happy or not to be back in New York. After Blaine’s attempts at blackmail, my security team was on high alert, which meant I had a constant shadow of a bodyguard.My penthouse was one of the few places I could be by myself; however, the security team had a permanent station down in the lobby.“I am afraid it is not good news, sir. We have reason to believe that Blaine is indeed back in New York. What is surprising is that my security team followed him into a neighborhood far from both your penthouse and your offices.”My thoughts immediately went to Shelby. The only logical explanation is that Blaine was attempting to use Shelby to get in contact with me.“Shit,” I muttered.“Do you know where he would be headed, sir?”“I believe he is trying to use a woman to get to me. Her name is Shelby Hatton.
*Michael*My driver pulled up to the front of the Express Air Building, and I immediately jumped out to scan the crowd for Shelby.I lived only a few blocks away from the office, and I left as soon as I’d gotten word that she had been to my office. If I was lucky, maybe I would catch her before she left. I stood in the middle of the crowded sidewalk and scanned the surrounding street; just across the street, I caught a glimpse of bright red hair. My heart skipped at the chance that It might be her. My designer dress shoes slapped the pavement hard as I tried to make up the distance between us. I did my best to avoid a collision with the other pedestrians as I ran, but I knew I was doing a poor job of it, hearing the mutters of frustration in my wake. Despite knowing I was being rude, I pushed myself harder as the gap between Shelby and me started to lessen. I was halfway down the block from her when I saw her tiny arm shoot up, hailing a taxi. I had