CHAPTER 6

NOAH

This was bad. 

Really really bad. For some reason, the media had decided to capture the hug — which sole reason was to shield my face for Fuck's sake — as a romantic moment between me and Ciara. 

The caption of the now trending article reads : 'The Golden Boy strikes again, finding a new sweetheart in LA after leaving a string of broken hearts back in the United Kingdom.'

My heart did a flip in my chest. The image had captured Ciara the moment I pulled her in. Her face was wide with shock. She clearly didn't see it coming. 

Well, neither did I. But who knew my attempt at discretion would blow up in my face like this?

She must have seen the look on my face because she frowned, and was about to say something when her phone started buzzing incessantly too. 

Ciara took one glance at her cell phone, probably — no, definitely — saw the article accompanied with the image, and she flared up.