Chapter 88
DAMIAN'S POV
Her birthday was only a few days away.
And somehow, that wasn't the only thing I had been thinking about.
I had been thinking about Angela.
About us.
About the way she could be completely comfortable beside me one moment and then quietly retreat into herself the next.
I understood her boundaries.
At least, I told myself I did.
She had told me she wanted to wait.
And I had respected that.
But lately, I had started thinking about something I hadn't allowed myself to think about too deeply before.
I was a man.
I had needs.
And Angela knew that.
She knew I was attracted to her. She knew what happened to me when she was close enough that I could smell her perfume, when she touched my arm casually, when she looked at me for a second too long.
I didn't hide
