In Love, Never Say Never

“Scarlett, let’s look for a place to hide!” Emery cried as she frantically pulled my arm and ran back from where we came. I felt like a stiff mannequin being dragged along for the ride.

The paparazzi were not professionals in their field for nothing; in the blink of an eye, they were in full pursuit and soon ran us down and separated us.

Emery felt overwhelmed and could have barely taken care of herself, much less of me. She kept running and soon led the paparazzi off.

They came and went like a hurricane. Their target identified, the paparazzi pursued with full force. In other words, Emery had “sacrificed” herself.

I was just about to head out and hail a cab when a casual glance around stopped me in my tracks in surprise. Gregory was at the entrance staring at me. His charming features were alight with delighted mischief.

“Mommy, I ran into you again!”

Was this how rich families cared for their six-year-old children?

He was the heir apparent of the Fuller family. By standing still unsupervised, he became an easy target for kidnappers. There wasn’t a bodyguard anywhere near him.

I walked over and knelt down next to him. “Why are you here all alone?”

out at last minute. Even if Gregory was precocious enough, it would have been impossible for him to know ahead of

my thumb and said in

What?

had harnessed your father’s resources on your own to make an appointment with a stranger. It wouldn’t do for you to

him. I tousled his hair in an attempt to comfort him as I picked up my phone. “Greg, what’s

soon as I unlocked my phone, Gregory snatched it off my hands. “Let me do it, Mommy,” he said. “Daddy is at work; I am not allowed to

amazement, the child sent out a text with a fluent understanding of my device right in

Mommy. Mr. Campbell will be along to pick me up soon,” Gregory

a sigh and

He had even entered the precise location of the mall we were in. The ability to recite phone numbers without hesitation seemed

would have been able to

this point, I was ready to leave. “Come on, I’ll

than before. “Mommy, you aren’t going to abandon me, are you? I’m scared to

are the softest when confronted with adorable children, especially when they were being coy. I was still able to muster a look