He just dropped a bomb on my lap. What do I even say to this? Just thinking about all the attention I’ll get makes me want to puke all my nerves up. The last thing I want is a bunch of girls coming after me for stealing their man.
I know he wants this. I see the way his eyes light up when he thinks about showing everyone his girlfriend. If this will help him step up to another level from where he is right now, how can I say no? Being in love means you have to make sacrifices. If showing the world that I’m dating the rock star that they all love puts a smile on his face, then I’ll do it for him.
Mostly everything is for him, Trinity. You’re obsessed with him.
“If you don’t want to do it, that’s fine,” he stutters.
Lifting my face from his chest, I let out a deep breath. “No, this is important to you.” I nod seriously. “I’ll do it. Let’s do it. I said no more running away from fears. This is one that you need to face.”
Cupping my cheek in his palm, he looks at me fondly. “You know what this is going to bring on—paparazzi, new followers, hate—”
I interrupt with a laugh, “I know, but I need to follow my own advice.”
Putting myself out there as his girlfriend terrifies me, but I can’t be a hypocrite.
We’re a couple who faces our fears together.
Giving him a smile and being rewarded with one back, I clap my hands. “Let’s do this.”
I don’t believe there’s such a thing as a flawless picture to come out as a couple. What is perfect though is us. A picture that describes our relationship in just one glance from an outsider. We stand in front of his mirror with him behind me, holding my chest. I place a hand against his. As he leans his head toward my neck, he bites my skin playfully. I let out a laugh.
“Stop that,” I squeal, squeezing the hard muscles on his forearm.
A moment later, he shows me his phone.
“Look how perfect this is,” he says.
I eye the photo in front of me. It is amazing.
My heartbeat speeds up when I see my face clearly. My neck is leaning to the side as I laugh. Leonidas’s chin is resting against my skin as he smirks.
Sneaky guy … he took it when I wasn’t expecting it.
We give nothing away, but at the same time, we tell the world everything. That we’re a team.
Gripping my hand in his, he smiles. “You’ll be okay. We’ll be okay.”
Bringing my hand up, he kisses the bracelet around my wrist. I do the same with a smile. Following him to his bedroom, I watch as he gets ready to post the picture.
My hands sweat as I swallow tightly.
My mouth drops open in shock when I read the caption. “That’s a lyric in your song. Are you allowed to do that when it’s not out yet? And won’t the team try to take down the photo?”
“This is one step closer to getting what we want—freedom. They’ve tried to access my account, but they weren’t successful.”
My eyes water as I grip his knee, watching his phone.
“To me, this quote describes our relationship. It’s perfect, crazy, and unpredictable.”
He pulls me into his body as he presses the Post button. Our lips smash together as I realize my life will completely change with just one push of a button. The world can now put a face to The Girl in Black.
As his tongue strokes mine and our hands roam one another like we’ve been doing this our entire lives, I repeat his caption over and over in my head.
If she’s my addiction, call me an addict.
FIFTY-NINE
LEO
