SOLAYNE
"Ma'am, would you mind a photo, please?"
"This way, ma'am."
"Do you have a few minutes to spare to answer these very brief questions?"
Cameras flashed at us, followed by unending voices and requests.
Marshall had his arm around my waist as we walked past the red carpet into the main hall that resembled a grand ballroom.
The Couture Gala was one of the biggest that took place in the country. We had people flying in from other parts of the world to be in attendance.
Marshall and I walked in and every other person seemed to lose their values.
I didn't know what about us gripped people's attention so much; if it had to do with our reputation or just the fact that we looked good together. Oh, I might not like the jerk, but I damn well knew we looked like one perfect couple and
