Brandon paced the length of his office, fists clenched at his sides. “I’m not even trying to make a joke. I mean, honestly, have you lost your goddamned mind?” “It’s really not a big deal, Brandon,” Macy said. “I mean, it’s really not.” “It’s not a big deal?” Brandon put his hands on his hips, nodding and pursing his lips. “Well, that’s a relief. Because I could have sworn that pictures being leaked of you and Ryland Quinn out at a bar together would be a big deal. Guess I was mistaken.” “I know it looks kind of bad but…” Macy looked down at the magazine that was lying on Brandon’s desk. OK magazine had a shot of Ryland and Macy sitting at the bar together, holding hands. It had been taken during the moment that Macy had told Ryland about her past. The article seemed innocent enough. NEW LOVE INTEREST? SPECULATION SURROUNDS QUINN ABOUT MYSTERY WOMAN. “If people figure out it’s you in the photo, we’re screwed.”
