uld not sto
one made me look like I was trying too hard, the white one made me look like a b
," Damien said
ame. He was in a navy suit that made his grey eyes look almost bl
vous," I
nts to see me happy. You just have to pretend
odd
he reached out and tucked a loose strand of h
autiful," he
d a stupid
ou," I w
yet. Wait unti
orbell
's him. Remember the story. Bookst
re, love at firs
warm and it swallowed mine completely. I
Mrs. S
. Sterling sent shi
ed out
living room, leaning on a cane. But his eyes were sharp, just like Dami
inally tamed my grandson,"
d tightened
is is Lila. Lila
could manage. "It's so nice
e up and down, but not in the cold way Damien did. His look w
d him I wa
met you in a bookstore. He said you were r
life. I worked at a bookstore but
. "Rilke. Letters to a Yo
s rise slightly. He wa
o wonder he's obsessed. Damien never care
in his voice. A real smile. I had never seen hi
n as a little boy. Damien rolled his eyes but he listened, his t
stracting. It mad
d as dessert was served. "What
fr
known him for 24 hours. He was c
t me even asking. Elena had told me this morning tha
watching me, his eyes war
a deep
s like he's all business, all cold. But he notices everything. He notices when
le went
th slightly open. His thumb
ed. "Exactly like his
odbye. "Take care of him, Lila. H
sed, Damien and I
e finally said, h
ay my mom's hospi
just walked to the wi
mie
the contract.
t in the
d. His eyes wer
, Lila. Don't make
uldn't lo
ing at me like th
e wh
ry at me for tel
were chest to chest. He was so close I
e low and rough. "I'm trying very
s
h
eath
my face, then stopped himself
is room, leaving me standing alone in my blue dr
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