Blake thought Sara had woken up, but she was more tired than she let on, and she had moved to find a more comfortable position. He didn't want to wake her up, so he carried her in his arms to his car.

Downstairs the whole building was gossiping about Blake Anderson carrying a woman in his arms. They were stunned, up until the last few weeks, they've never seen him intimate with anybody. And yet he was holding hands with Sara and was now carrying someone off to who knows where.

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He had covered Sara with a coat, he was very protective and did not want to reveal her identity. He made sure that her face was not visible, so he tucked her into his chest.

His assistant opened the door when they reached his car, and he slid her into the back seat next to him. He was checking his emails on his phone when Sara shifted and moved closer to him, using his shoulder as her pillow. He sighed and put his phone away, having Sara so close to him was distracting him.

Shifting his position, he wrapped an arm around her so she could lean on his chest, and for some reason, he felt very relaxed having her in his arms. He had a lot of emails to answer, but for now, he was content to just hold her, he thought as he kissed the top of her head.

He was taking her out on a date, and as soon as they got there he shook her shoulders to wake her up. "Sara… Sara… we're here,' cooing to her softly, 'Get up baby… '

Sara half-opened her eyes, forgetting that she fell asleep in Blake's office, she dabbed the corner of her eyes. He chuckled and rubbed her head, 'So cute.'

"Hmm…," she groaned. "Where are we?" asking in a sleepy tone, "I thought we were still in your office."

"Look outside," Blake said, pointing his finger. They were outside a movie theatre.

"Oh, why are we here? We can't go out there, there'll be too many people. They're going to recognize us. It's going to be a big problem," Sara said worriedly.

"Don't worry. I booked the whole theatre just for us. I don't want to be disturbed," He had wanted to take her out on a movie date, so he instructed his assistant to take care of it. Nobody could say no to him, so by the time they got there, the theatre was cleared.

"Oooh really? Come on let's go then. I've never had a whole movie theatre to myself before," Sara was relieved, she hadn't seen a movie in a long time.

As soon as they sat down popcorn, nachos, candies, and soda was served. Blake declined, but Sara took the popcorn and bottled water.

"Which movie are we watching?" she asked, and he pretended that he did not hear her question. The film had started, so he did not need to answer because Sara's attention had been diverted to the screen.

It was a horror movie. She looked over at Blake, and he coughed to hide his embarrassment because he knew that people went to see romantic movies on their first date. But he had chosen this genre to have Sara clinging to him during the scary parts. His plan was to envelop her in his arms while she cowered in fear.

He booked the hall specifically for this, so she wouldn't feel self-conscious when she got scared.

The movie had already been running for a few minutes, and Sara was glued to the screen. Some parts would make people cringe, but she was silent.

A person with a chainsaw comes onto the screen running after a group of friends, at this point he expected her to scream and hide behind his arm, he was ready to console her but then she surprised him.

"That's not where you're supposed to run, he's going to find you there, aww man…" she screamed at the screen.

"What is wrong with this girl," Blake murmured, this was not the reaction he expected to see.

"Sara …," Blake tried to get her attention.

"Shh... kept quiet!" Sara scolded him, not wanting to miss a scene. She was so involved with the movie she was ignoring him.

Blake frowned. "Hey... talk to me," Blake said, poking her shoulder.

"What?" Sara turned around and asked impatiently.

"Are you not scared of horror movies?" Blake asked curiously.

"Nope. I love horror movies, I've been watching them since I was young, it gives me the chills and keeps me on the edge of my seat, wondering what will happen next. I just love it. Don't you? Isn't that why you brought me here?" Her eyes were huge and sparkly, like when she received a toy on her birthday.

His plan failed, and he did not feel too good about it.

"You know one more thing?" Sara asked.

"No, what?" Blake answered.

"When I was young, I used to watch horror movies and make a marathon out of it. I always hated when somebody asked me questions or disturbed me in the middle of the movie, I got irritated. And when the movie was not scary enough, I would switch off the lights and light candles to get the spooky effect," Sara explained.

"Oh really ", he asked sarcastically.

"Yep I was so happy that you chose a horror movie, I'm really enjoying it," she responded, not noticing the sarcasm in Blake's words.

"I'm glad at least one of us is enjoying it," Blake said, gritting his teeth. "Why did he choose a horror movie," he thought to himself, his plan totally backfired on him. At least if he had chosen a romantic movie then there would have been a romantic atmosphere, he probably would have enjoyed that better.

"Aww the girl just got away, and I missed it. I didn't see how she did it," Sara turned around and said in a sad tone. His mood was getting worse as each second passed.

"Blake we should watch this movie again, because of you I missed some parts," she complained.

"Don't worry, I will arrange for us to watch another horror movie next time," he lied, vowing to never book another horror movie ever again.

Sara was happily eating her popcorn while Blake was sulking.

She turned towards him, holding a popcorn near his face. Not understanding what she wanted, he just raised his eyebrows in question, so she brought the popcorn closer to his mouth.

Blake happily opened his mouth and ate the popcorn from Sara's hand, he smiled, finally, something good was happening on this date, she was feeding him and it gave him a warm feeling that she thought about it.

"Why did you stop? I want more," he said when she stopped. She looked at him, narrowing her eyes.

"Please…," he begged cutely, so she fed him the whole time, he was beaming and happily munching on the popcorn she was feeding him. He was not paying attention to the movie, all he could feel was her beside him, so he kept on staring at her the whole time.

When the movie ended, they walked companionably to the theatre entrance, where they heard a lot of noise. The paparazzi were outside waiting for them, somebody must have tipped them off.

As soon as they saw them, they started their barrage of questions.

"Sara, are you with Blake only for his money?"

"Sara, is Blake your boyfriend? Weren't you just in a relationship with Joaquin?"

"Sara, what about your drug scandal? Say something!"

"Blake, you're the king of the entertainment industry, you have your choice in women, why are you with Sara?"

Sara's face paled, she was not ready to be bombarded with so many rude questions, and during the time she was out with Blake, she thought that the night would end on a happier note.

Blake gave the reporters a cold stare. "That is ENOUGH!" he yelled, and all the reporters stopped talking all at once.

"Why are all these reporters here?" He rented and cleared the whole theatre so they could have privacy, yet the reporters got tipped off.

Blake was wondering who was orchestrated this whole thing? His security and safety was always the top priority, yet someone got through. He had to find the person behind this because he knows that this will not be the first time this will happen.

All the taunts had affected Blake and angered him. How dare they talk about his woman that way?

He gestured for his assistant to come, "Take down the names of all these reporters here tonight and make sure that they all get fired," Blake said sternly. He will make sure these people will not hurt Sara again.

All the reporters lost the colors on their faces. They all just lost their jobs.

"Sir, please forgive me!"

"Don't fire me!"

"I was just doing my job!"

They all begged Blake to have pity on them.