DREW
I spentthe next few days dropping by radio shows and doing TV interviews as an attempt to smother the gossip about Kate and me. I missed not having Kate along for those. Her presence had always made them easier and less awkward. But, of course, we couldn't be together anymore, especially not in front ofFinding Your Soulmatefans.
At least one good thing had come from this big mess. My motivation to help save Kate from further humiliation seemed to have finally made it easier for me to act.
Once I'd completed all my interviews, I locked myself up to avoid the paparazzi.
Alexis kept in contact with me over what I needed to do for next week’s filming. Everything had been arranged for me to fly out in a few days. I'd opted to use my private jet instead of flying in the first class seat the studio offered to get me. The less people around me, the better. And in the meantime, I was to come up with the perfect swoon-worthy proposal and practice it enough until it sounded sincere and authentic.
I'd tried several times to write it, but days later, the sheet of paper lying on my dining room table was still blank.
I should probably just ask Oliver or one of the other writers to write it up for me. Their version was sure to be better than anything I could come up with.
By Friday, I had to get out of my house. I had to see Kate before I left for Antigua. I needed to make sure everything was still fine between us. Things had been going in a great direction before the tabloids stuck their noses into our business.
So, instead of going to bed at eleven o'clock, I put on a hoodie and went for a run. If the paparazzi wanted to follow me, they'd have to do it on foot. And I was pretty sure that at this time of night they wouldn't care to report what Drew Burrows looked like when he went out for a jog.