Marrying the Man in the Dark

Emma chuckled softly.

“You’re quite clever, Cherise.

With a graceful stride, Emma approached the window, peering at the swarm of reporters gathered outside the library. “While I may lack the finesse of a professional journalist, feel free to decline my inquiries, challenge me, or even put me on the spot.

“But,” she paused, turning back to face Cherise with a playful smile, “what about those reporters out there? How do you plan to handle them, Cherise?”

Cherise furrowed her brow, rising slowly to join Emma at the window, her heart fluttering with a hint of panic.

Oh dear.

Were all those reporters gathered for her?

Inwardly. Cherise grappled with a sense of unease.

She had glimpsed the motto of Adania University when she and Blake entered through the school gates.

had picked up

and difficulty adapting, dealing with Emma was one thing, but facing hundreds or even thousands of reporters outside presented

grew

bothering you, Cherise? Afraid

honesty, I’ll offer you an escape route. Why not just

smile to Emma. “Did I

don’t release me, I can’t leave. And if you do, then I should? Wouldn’t that be rather embarrassing

smugness tempered

Emma retorted,

Cherise. You’re apprehensive about facing those professional journalists

confidence, Emma found herself supported by

make your

think you can intimidate professional journalists like us college students? Think again.”

keep up

wrong, but she’s still putting on a