Chapter Forty-Eight
***Nicole's POV*** Dinner continued pretty smoothly, though there were some fights over dessert, this restaurant had cheesecake rangoons, and I was weak to almost anything with cheesecake in it, the only thing I love more is tiramisu. I was savoring the last one I was able to get my hands on, enjoying the light drizzle of white chocolate and caramel on it, my mom was saying something to Alex, which made him actually stutter from what I could tell, and Damian was talking about something with his parents before he turned back to me. His eyes eyes trailed over my face before they had a curious joy and hunger, making me wonder for a moment before he gently touched my face, rubbing his thumb near my lip. Pulling his hand back, I saw a trace of caramel and white chocolate on the pa
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