Willow.
A glass of whiskey in hand, Damon’s hand wrapped around my waist, chills down my spine as he spoke to his lawyer. Roberto whispered something into Damon’s ear which made him hold me tight. I breathed in, before taking s sip of my whiskey. “Friends do this and more.” I whispered to myself.
My body was betraying, getting comfortable with his hand, sitting pretty around my waist, claiming me. If I didn’t want us to be only friends then I would have more than this, just to show the ladies in the room that are ogling at him. I want to gauge their eyes out. “You are jealous.” Diana squealed.
“No, there is nothing as such. I am only looking out for him. We all know that Ava is known to follow every man out there. Who knows if she has aids?” I shrugged my shoulders.
Diana is just tryin
