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.

Cherise had picked up the notion of

memories and difficulty adapting, dealing with Emma was one thing, but facing hundreds

palms grew sweaty.

something bothering you, Cherise? Afraid

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

a serene smile to Emma. “Did I

with her phone, “if you don’t release me, I can’t leave. And if

was momentarily speechless, her smugness tempered

posturing, Emma retorted, her tone sharp.

apprehensive about

the lone challenger to Cherise’s confidence, Emma found

your

can intimidate professional journalists like us college

Lenoir will keep up her bravado when faced

the wrong, but she’s still putting on a front.