Imani, Ian, and even Heather looked happy with the response. She and Imani played nice in front of the media, but Dana could feel the underlying tension. Glancing at Ian, she was glad to see that he’d sobered up nicely. Still, she told him that he should ride back with Imani and Raymond in the limo. Ian agreed and allowed Dana to ride his Harley back to the hotel. And he made his intentions clear. “I hope you’ll stay when you drop the bike off.” “I don’t think so,” she said as she patted him on the arm. “I really blew it, huh?” Dana shrugged. If she’d been honest with him, Dana would’ve told Ian that he’d never had a real chance anyway. She wanted Adrian, even though she knew he was bad for her and that she was probably setting herself up for another heartbreak. But just like the Four Tops, she couldn’t help herself. She gave Ian a fleeting kiss on the cheek, then headed outside to grab Ian’s bike. She was surprised when she saw Adrian standing on the now-abandoned red carpet.
