“Anna, are you coming?”
Bruce’s voice hits Anna’s ears. She hadn’t realized she had been frozen in place, the camera flashes having seemed to hypnotize her. She shakes her head and smiles nervously as she takes his hand and lets him help her out of the limo.
“I’m sorry, sir,” she says meekly. “This is all so new to me.”
“Everything is going to be just fine,” he whispers, giving her ass a quick squeeze before putting his arm around her. “And call me Bruce. We don’t want people thinking I am renting you.” He winks.
Anna giggles and takes a deep breath. Grabbing hold of his arm, they walk into the crowd. The barrage of lights and flashes cause her to squint but she does her best to keep smiling, grounding herself with his touch. She hears whistles and gasps from men and women, clearly looking her up and down. She instinctively tries to hide behind him. It had taken her some time to adjust to the attention at Paradise. Here she was fully dressed but somehow the nerves were worse.