Damian POV
Looking down at her sleeping form, I took a deep breath trying to come to grips with what had just happened. I let the tequila and intensity of her body against mine push the evening into a direction I wasn’t aiming for.
I didn’t expect to get her in my bed tonight, but I damn sure wouldn’t object to it.
I had held off for so long because I had a feeling she wouldn’t like my taste of sexual desire.
However, I was very wrong.
She embraced it like a champ, and that was only the tip of what I enjoy.
The dim light of my phone lit up in the darkness of my room. Looking down to wear it laid on the nightstand, I watched my private investigator’s name cross the screen.
“Hmm..” It was late for him to be calling. “Hello?” I muttered as I quietly shut the bedroom door behind me.
“Damian, sorry to call so late, but we have a lead.”
Fantastic, this will make her happy. “What do you have?”
