Things had become more interesting over the past few weeks than I had expected them to be. I hadn’t realized through it all that I was actually finding myself more and more comfortable here every day. The only lingering worry in my mind was that of Damian, and why he was acting the way he was towards me.
As I pulled into the garage, close to dark, I had the feeling that someone was watching me, and I wasn’t wrong. Shutting the car door, I turned to find Damian standing behind me. The three-piece suit he wore fit him like a glove, and that dark stare in his eye had me curious as to what was on his mind.
“Why are you home late?” He asked, his dark sultry tone swimming around me.
I blinked twice before snapping out of my thoughts and raised a brow in question. I wasn’t sure why he was always concerned with where I was going but perhaps it had to do something with this mate thing James and Hale had tried explaining to me.
“I stayed late to study with the girls. Why does it matter?”
