Chapter 39
Spencer wasn’t quite as enamored as I was, but I chalked that up to the fact we’d be watching it in the car and the rental counter had given us a tiny sedan. Not exactly conducive to comfort, but I figured we could cuddle up in the back seat and still see the screen just fine.
Six months of being in a relationship and we were still in the honeymoon phase. At least mostly. The first time we’d gone out in public, holding hands and even sharing a kiss, the media went wild. Unfortunately most reported it as a publicity stunt. One particularly persistent photographer had gotten right up in our faces, and for a moment I’d been certain Spencer was going to deck him. I managed to drag Spencer away, and it was only later at home, when my ass was sore from the pounding he’d given me, that I convinced him it didn’t matter what everyone out there thought, as long as we knew the truth.