“Mm!” Amelia Johnson jerked back in a panic, totally thrown off—ugh, this guy was unbelievable.
But Damien Taylor just tightened his hold on her, brushing a soft, lingering kiss against her lips before finally pulling back with a helpless sigh. “Summer, easy. Be good.”
He looked so worried, like if she kept struggling, he might actually hurt her by accident.
The moment she heard that nickname, Amelia froze. “Wait… you—you recognized me?”
“Come on,” Damien said, reaching up to remove her mask and planting a light kiss on her eyelids. “If I didn’t know it was you, why would I kiss you? These eyes that sparkle like stars… I’ve never seen anyone but you with them.”
Being praised like that made Amelia blush instantly. “Hmph. Then when did you figure it out?”
Damien only smil
