Colder than Ice by Jane Galaxy

Author:Jane Galaxy [Galaxy, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Eventide Press
Published: 2019-01-09T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

It started right around the time they gathered their hand luggage and went through pre-disembarkation, before anyone in coach: Sophie’s hands went numb.

Well—not totally numb. She could feel them tingling, but it was like the moment they descended to Heathrow she’d lost her more sophisticated motor skills, and couldn’t fill out the customs paperwork. Tristan leaned over, and the scent of the cologne he’d refreshed while preparing himself for being in the public eye wafted over her, not overpowering but just intriguing enough to make her want to lean in and brush her lips over his throat.

And then take him home.

That was a perfectly innocent thing to think, and there was definitely no double meaning to that.

Right.

“The most tedious thing to wake up to,” Tristan had said while kindly filling out the most basic details for her. She still had to sign at the end, and give the day’s date, but he seemed intent on doing everything himself—or maybe his ulterior motive was getting it all done as quickly as possible. Grabbing her bag out of the overhead compartment, gathering up her coat, and then his own things as well. And he did it effortlessly, as though it was no big deal.

Like he was her boyfriend, and he did nice things for her like this all the time.

She tried to give herself a little zhuzh before touchdown. Well, she’d wiped the day-old mascara from beneath her eyes and applied a little powder gel to her shiny nose, but Sophie had looked over and seen Joanna removing two halves of a hydrogel face mask while looking glowy and plumped, and wished she’d gotten some kind of special training for this.

Because the press in London were mean.

Way more aggressive than in the United States. Even Los Angeles.

At least that was what Sophie had read about celebrities overseas. She was relieved to see just the usual crowds of people waiting to board at the terminal—looking blasé and as though they were simply going about their days.

It wasn’t until they got through customs and outside to the waiting town cars that she saw it was all true.

“Tristan, are you and Sophie engaged!” A man in a safari vest jostled against them, and Tristan tucked his chin into his navy peacoat and walked faster, his grip on Sophie’s hand practically dragging her along.

“Sophie, what do you think of Gabriella’s showing at the red carpet in Trafalgar last night!” Of course—a touchy subject designed to set one of them off and capture some tossed-off angry soundbyte that would be in the afternoon headlines of every trashy tabloid the newsstands were hocking.

“Have you picked out an outfit to Jax Butler’s wedding yet? Who are you wearing?” God, there was no end to these people, they were everywhere and had zero rules about leaving a polite or even safe distance between themselves and their poor subjects. It was like being caught in a mosh pit, all the elbows and knees digging into her thighs and hips as they squeezed their way along the sidewalk.

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