Christine followed him halfway up the drive.
“Matt, wait a minute,” Christine said, stopping him before the women saw them.
“What?”
“Do they look familiar to you?”
“Um, I don’t think so.” The two women shifted so they were facing Matt and Christine.
“Tell me I’m not seeing who I think I’m seeing,” Matt said.
“You are,” Christine said.
“Oh, Lord. Phoebe doesn’t surprise me, but Cait? This isn’t like her.”
Christine’s heart bottomed out. Of course he knew what she was and wasn’t like. She was his girlfriend.
Phoebe saw them and started pointing and waving.
“Guess we can’t run away, can we?” Matt asked.
“Nope.”
“Let’s go.” They walked to the security gate and Phoebe launched into her complaint before Matt could say anything.
“Mr. Canada here won’t let me in even though I have an All Access pass,” Phoebe said.
Matt reached over and gave Cait a quick hug.
Christine looked away.
“We’re using a different laminate on this tour. He didn’t acknowledge it ’cause it’s not an approved one on his list,” Matt said.
“Oh. Well, he could have explained that,” Phoebe said.
“I did,” the security officer said, folding his arms and widening his stance. “Are you accepting responsibility for them?”
“If I have to,” Matt said, causing Phoebe to huff and Cait to blush.
“I’ll handle it. Thanks,” Matt said to the security guard before turning to the ladies. “What are you doing here?”
“We wanted to surprise our men. Thought we’d come keep you warm,” Phoebe said before turning to Christine. “Hello, Christine.”
“Phoebe. Hey, Cait.”
“Hey, Christine. So sorry to cause a problem,” Cait said.
“We aren’t causing any problems. Rent-a-cop there is causing the problem. We have every right to be here,” Phoebe said.
Matt’s cell phone dinged. “I’ve got to go deal with something. Christine, would you take them to production and get them some laminates?”
“Should we put our suitcases on the bus?” Phoebe asked.
“Suitcases? How long are you staying?” Matt asked.
“The rest of the tour,” Phoebe said.
“Where’s your car?”