Flare
Before I can stop him, Damian shoots off like a rocket and grabs Simon by the collar of his shirt. All around me, guests are gasping and mumbling while I try to make my way to where the two males are growling at each other while fighting against the miles and miles of silk swooshing around my legs.
“STOP!” I shout and I reach them a second later.
“What are you doing here?!” Damian growls at Simon, who is smiling. I used to think that his lopsided smile was sexy, but now I see how vile it really is. “And don’t say you were invited, because you weren’t.” Damian lets go so abruptly that Simon stumbles back.
Simon straightens out his jacket and I wish I could just smack that vile smile right off his face. I look around for April and don’t see her, which brings me some relief. I would
