DAMON FOX
"What was that?" She says, laughing.
"Jealous, Damon Fox?"
"A man should know how to command respect."
I smiled, I couldn't believe we were talking about this as if we were a couple. I wait for the realization to hit me.
"Three days away..." I looked at her, with an unspoken question about the Maia I found. It's like a new and less tense version.
"Your morals are still impeccable. But I'm not a puritanical virgin who doesn't like compliments." She scoffs.
"Or a pedestal.
“It was hard to fit into that dress, I need to be put on a pedestal by someone.”
“Less, Maia. Believe me, you are on the pedestal of all of Los Angeles.”
“I thought the world was enough for a supposed future Mrs. Fox.” He said and bowed as a form of courtesy.
“If this were the Middle Ages, I would b
