Will — There is only us

The image of Bianca, wrapped up in sheets in my bed, was seared into my brain. We had to leave the train and its comforts behind early to get on a helicopter so that I wouldn't be late for work. When we arrived at my home, she unceremoniously walked the halls of my mansion like she owned the place, demanding to be led to bed. It took immense willpower to leave her behind as she rolled herself up in my sheets.

Of course she was grumpy and half asleep all the way to bed, so that certainly helped. Remembering how incredible it was to wake up to someone I cared about, just knowing she was in my home, still had me grinning. I hoped that she'd still be there when I got home tonight.

"Getting rid of Britney, even if we weren't on the verge of launching, just became out of the question," said Harmon, rushing into my office with his tablet in hand.

He shut the door and handed the tablet to me. The headline of the article read: Will Hunter dating Britney O'Pr