That was the last thing I wanted, and he needed to understand that. "Absolutely not. And keep me away from their skanky reporter."
Alejandro threw his head back and howled his laughter. "You think Ivory's a skank? Yeah, she does like to flaunt it, but believe me, underneath the skank skin is a hard-edged woman." He leaned closer and whispered. "You want to know what I think? I think you're better looking than she is."
"Okay, now I know you're lying. Besides, I heard her say that she'd be back last night. Don't tell me you two played Scrabble."
Alejandro hitched one side of his mouth into a smile. "Good! You're jealous. That means you want me." He leaned over and stole a kiss. "Ivory means nothing to me. Come to the party, and I'll prove it to you."
The door opened, and he stepped out to camera flashes and cheering fans. He held out his hand to escort me, but I shrank back in the limousine. No way was I stepping out at this party holding hands with Alejandro. In addition to being seen by everyone here, pictures of the two of us would flood the media. I'd be yet another woman spotted on the arm of the rocking hottie. Now I understood why there were so many. But right now, in the middle of a con, I couldn't do this.
I looked around in a panic. After a few seconds, Alejandro's hand disappeared, and Udo ducked his head inside to escort me out. "Zey are vaiting for you, Ms. Gleason." I stared at the big man.
"Sorry, Udo. I'll get this back to you." I grabbed his hat, shoved it far down on my head, then escaped through the door on the other side. Some people tried to talk to me and take my picture, but I covered myself and quickly disappeared into the crowd. A few blocks over, on a quiet street, I found a cab and made my escape.