Chapter 79. Illicit Desires

Drake’s POV

“What’s your name, honey?” One of them asked Lynn.

“Don’t answer them,” I whispered to her pulling her away from the dancefloor.

How the hell did they even know we were here?! I’m going to assume one of the workers or other diners let loose on the social media that I was here. There was no other way they would know otherwise.

I rushed us towards the exist, waving at the concierge.

“Her jacket please!”

He rushed to the coatroom and came back seconds later with Lynn’s leather jacket. I took it from him and draped it over Lynn’s head then pushed towards the front. The camera men were still hot on our tail but as soon as we reached the sidewalk, we both took off running and dipped out down the side alley between the restaurant and surf shop.

We stayed in shadows until we saw the camera men run by completely unaware of where we went.

Then she started laughing, stepping away from me.

“Does that happen often