Page 101 of From Us, Forever

Jay’s grip on my hand tightened as he led me farther into the room.

We were attending a gala that was a prestigious, invitation-only event among the world of celebrities, and the air in the room did speak of it.

It’d been a couple of days since we discovered the note, and Jay had not left my side since. Even though the cops reassured us that the note was probably from White—who at this point still wasn’t stable enough to be interviewed—Jay wouldn’t listen.

“There’s everyone,” he mumbled, gesturing to the table on the right where the rest of the band were seated.

I focused on the warmth seeping through his hand as we made our way across. Some big names nodded to Jay and gave me a small smile. I tried my best not to get intimidated and flasheda demure smile.

I wore a stunning lace dress woven with flowers of different shades of blush and paired it with a two-inch open-toe pump that added to my height. Now that the limp in my knee was nonexistent, thanks to the new treatment, I’ve been upping my shoe game lately.

I was no longer the shy, insecure girl hiding under the sheets, too scared to venture out with my man. I was safe and secure now. I knew his career would always shine a jarred spotlight on us, but as long as we were together, nothing could faze me anymore.

Funny how things could change in a matter of weeks.

The flush remained on my cheeks when we reached the table, and I sank in next to Katy, who offered me a glass of champagne.

I downed it without even thinking. Damn, that was good, and I needed that.

“So what do people usually do at these events?” I asked as I glanced around.

“Mingle. Flaunt. Gossip. Remind everyone of their social status. Find someone to cheat on their partner with. Among other things.” Katy’s voice oozed with disdain as she scoffed, which made her bright red lips pout.

I frowned, taking in her gorgeous blond hair cascading in shiny waves and the flowy pleated cream dress she was wearing. Her skin was lustrous, but her eyes still had the same sad look in them. “I thought you loved all that. Mingling and socializing,” I added.

“In truth—not really,” she said in a lost tone, tracing a finger along the rim of her glass.

“Katy, you’re the most sought-after manager in Hollywood. You were the homecoming queen, prom queen, and student body leader, and the list just goes on.”

She gave me the driest laugh. “You wouldn’t understand.”

I changed tactics. “Where’s Lan?”

She rolled her eyes. “Not here, of course. Probably riding off into the sunset with his new toy.”

“What?” My eyes widened as I circled her wrist, concern and anger flooding my blood. “Is that why you’re upset? Is Lan cheating on you?”

“What?” She blinked before laughing. “His bike, Evy, not a woman.” She looked in the distance as if she was contemplating something. “Lan would never cheat. He loves me,” she added softly.

I sighed in relief. It felt like she was dealing with her demons, and I certainly didn’t want to interfere unless she was ready to share it with us.

“You okay, sweetheart?” Jay asked, sliding in beside me.

“Yes,” I whispered, my cheeks blooming pink. He looked dazzling in his sharp black tux, and his crisp white shirt had the first few buttons undone, showing off his tattoos. “You look good enough to eat,” I said, leaning closer as his signature scent hit me.

“I’m sure that can be arranged tonight.”

I licked my lips, shaking my head.

After a few rounds of drinks, Jay gathered me along to mingle with the crowd and introduced me to so many celebrities that I almost lost count. As time slipped by, I got more and more comfortable with being among this crowd. Iguess when you are accepted into the fold, you are truly welcomed.

Just as we were making our rounds, we walked up to a group of gentlemen in heavy discussion. I stalled, hesitating, but Jay ushered me toward them anyway.

Only when I neared them did I notice Julian Stormhold among them. Upon seeing us, he excused the group and advanced to us. Another tall man decked in black hovered behind him, wires peeking out of his ears and a sharp gaze on the surroundings. Damn, Julian must be really important if he needed a security detail inside an exclusive event.

“J.J.” He gave Jay a chin lift before he shook his hand in a firm grip.

“Julian.” Jay smiled, gesturing to me. “You remember my girl, Evelyn.”

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