"It is! Didn't you see the cameras flas.h.i.+ng? That place was full of paparazzi."

"But they don't know who I am."

"By tomorrow morning, they will. I guarantee it." A flicker of discomfort touched her eyes, and he went after it, ruthlessly driving home his point. "You're going to be tabloid headlines, Maggie. They'll have your name, and they'll be digging hard to find mine. The incident will be blown out of proportion and so will the theories they come up with for why it happened. Have you ever read those papers? You're in the shark tank, and they smell blood."

Worry lines creased her forehead. "I don't have to talk to them."

"That's your best move, but it won't be enough."

She blinked, staring, and he saw real apprehension finally settle in. She licked her lips nervously. "Then how can I stop it?"

"You can't. Rafe DeLuca's coming after you, and there's nothing you can do but try to survive it."

Also by Starr Ambrose.

Lie to Me.

Our Little Secret.