Dylan: What are you doing tonight?
Aurora: Lorelai and I are studying for finals.
Dylan: So does that mean you didn’t see the game?
Aurora: Sadly not. We have to pass this exam or we can kiss our meeting with the head of the Therapy Department with the Dominators good-bye.
Dylan: Do I need to remind you that not only do you have Lorelai’s brother rooting for you, but you have me? If he can’t make it happen, then I’ll make sure the pair of you still get the interview.
Aurora: How are you going to do that?
Dylan: I have my ways. I’m a very persuasive individual. ;)
Aurora: Don’t need to remind me of that. However, you promised not to get involved.
Dylan: I did?
* * *
I smiled as I watched those three little dots bounce around.
* * *
Aurora: You did. ;P
Dylan: and you promised you’d watch the game tonight.
Aurora: Sigh…I know *buries face in hands*
Dylan: You already know you’re going to kill the test.
Aurora: Thanks for the vote of confidence. I guess you’ll have to kidnap me and make me watch one live.
Dylan: Deal. I’ll call you in the morning. It will be a late night tonight. Charity function. They are waiting for me for my interview.
Aurora: Okay. Talk to you tomorrow. Have a good night.
Dylan: You too.
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I pocketed my phone just as Knox returned from speaking with the press.
“You’re up there, Hayes.”
I nodded, feeling a little nervous as I walked over to where they were interviewing. They asked the standard questions about the game and about the charity. I figured we were through when the woman turned to me and surprised me by telling me she had a couple more questions to ask.
“So, Dylan, you’ve been out of the spotlight for a bit. Your fans have missed you. There are many questions they have, most circling about your personal life. They want to know where you have been?”
I’d specifically been told that the only questions they’d be asking were the ones approved by our PR team. I glanced over my shoulder to see if I could find any PR person, but no one was in sight.
“I’ve been here. Just took a break from interviews,” I said, saying exactly what the PR department had told me to say if I was ever asked.
“There have been a lot of rumours about your personal life. Many want to know about your romantic life. What happened with Carlie?”
Again, I smiled. I knew they would be after information on what had happened regarding Carlie and me.
“I decline to answer,” I said, going to walk away.
