Aubrey's POV

　　I didn't mean to follow him.

　　That was the thought looping in my head as Joseph tugged me out of the venue, his hand wrapped around mine like it belonged there. I could've stopped. Should've. I had every reason to stay, an interview that would boost my career, and a dozen faces inside that I could get information out of.

　　"Joseph," I said, only half-protesting. "I still have work to do, "

　　He stopped walking and turned to face ...