Chapter 312

　　We stop a few times to thank well-wishers in passing, as if it’s the most surreal thing ever. I can see Hunter’s back with a struggling pair of legs sticking out to one side. They disappear behind a swaying velvet curtain and I have the urge to go follow them in a hurry.

　　“Put me down … NOW!” there’s an unmistakable yell as we get into the cooler night air and dim lights. Jake pulls the doors closed behind us and a waiter inside draws the curtains instinctively. I blink back at the movement and catch a tight look on Jake’s face. It makes me wonder if he issued the command for privacy. Or maybe the staff of this establishment are used to safeguarding its high-profile clientele from the media. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to their intruding presence.

　　Jake pulls me in front of him, wrapping his arms around my shoulders now we’re about seven feet away from the pair.