The Studio

Rachel had not been happy, true to Trisha's belief. She'd let her leave with Ryan but had not been happy with it.

Ryan had a constant smile on his lips as they got to the studio lot.

"Ryan, who is this?" The man that spoke had perfectly manicured blonde hair and sparkling green eyes.

"This is my wife," Ryan introduced. "She'll be in your care for the remainder of the day while I'm working."

"Your wife?" he asked with a puzzled frown. "Ryan, I think we need to talk."

Ryan's eyes flashed with a challenge. "If you have something to say to me, you can say it in front of Trisha."

The blonde dipped his head to Trisha."My name is Jace. I'm sorry if this is rude, but this I cannot allow."

"There is nothing you can do about it." Ryan's smile never faltered but he put  his arm around her shoulders and pulled her to him."She's my wife."

Jace sighed hard. "I believe I saw a reporter giving quite a different story yesterday. This is Lo