"Discreet doesn't count for shit when you're considered one of the most eligible bachelors on the damn continent," he points out, barely managing to resist another eyeroll. "And there's not a damn thing that's discreet about doing a slow crawl through the red light district lookin' for a hookup. You honest t'god think none of those boys you were crusin' out there read the gossip rags or watch the celebrity news updates? That no one's ever gonna recognize you and sell a cell phone pic of you t'some rag? Or try to blackmail you in exchange for not doing it?"
He shakes his head. "I followed the GPS on your car for the first couple miles, but by then you weren't paying a damn bit of attention, and if I'd been in a car you didn't know I probably could'a tailed you from the get go and you never would'a noticed."
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Date: 2017-02-28 06:39 am (UTC)He shakes his head. "I followed the GPS on your car for the first couple miles, but by then you weren't paying a damn bit of attention, and if I'd been in a car you didn't know I probably could'a tailed you from the get go and you never would'a noticed."