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.

picked up the notion of challenging

thing, but facing hundreds or even thousands of reporters outside presented an entirely different

grew

something bothering you, Cherise? Afraid to confront

an escape route. Why not just leave?” Emma’s smirk

a serene smile to Emma. “Did

and idly playing with her phone, “if you don’t release me, I can’t leave. And if you do, then I should? Wouldn’t that be rather embarrassing for me?”

her smugness tempered by Cherise’s calm

merely posturing, Emma retorted,

it, Cherise. You’re apprehensive about facing those professional journalists

challenger to Cherise’s confidence, Emma found herself supported by those

make your way

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

keep up her

She’s clearly in the wrong, but she’s still putting