“Yeah. I’ll come with you.” Amanda followed her over to the bar and waited as Evie ordered some waters from the female bartender. Amanda slipped a few singles into the tip jar and waited.

“This happen a lot?” she asked Evie, trying to match Evie’s calm demeanor. She didn’t seem fazed by this bizarre situation at all.

“I mean more than never. I think someone was trying to take pictures of me.”

“Oh,” Amanda replied. She could feel her expression drop. She hadn’t forgotten how famous Evie was, but this seemed like their hometown spot. Didn’t seem like it was too much to ask to be left alone. “I’m really sorry.”

Evie shrugged. “It comes with the territory. I was just dancing with my man. Now if I was doing lines or something then I might be concerned, but if they just wanted to snap some G-rated content of me at my happiest?” She flashed Amanda a big smile before thanking the bartender for the large plastic cups brimming with ice water in front of them. “But seriously, my therapist would say this falls under ‘things outside of my control.’ Mac handled it. Zach is willing to handle it further if need be and then we’ll get the lawyers involved if it goes that far. I don’t want the night to end, so I say we hydrate, then ask the DJ to play some Janet.”

“Cheers to that.” Amanda took a deep sip, then let out a deep breath. Evie was right. Whatever happened it looked like it was under control now and if Evie could enjoy the rest of the night after having her privacy intruded upon, she could definitely relax and enjoy her night with Sam.

A few moments later he made his way over to the bar. Her skin warmed as his arm slid back around her waist. She turned, just a bit to smile up at him, but her smile faded as soon as she saw the dark look on his face. She moved so she was facing him, putting a hand to his chest.

“What’s wrong?”

“They were trying to take pictures of me. Of us.”

Amanda felt her stomach drop. Of course someone would take an interest in Sam’s social life. Depending on whom they sold them to, they could get a nice little chunk of money for those photos. If she was with Sam—Academy Award winner Samuel Pleasant a whole five minutes after his win—she was running the risk of being photographed with him. She was running the risk of Dru finding out what she was really doing this whole time. She’d run the risk of Dru losing her complete shit and trying to burn her life and her relationship down to the ground with it.