Bryan
I stare at Damian as he bursts through the door. He’s not even panting- great shape, I can’t help but think for he looks like he ran up the stairs. Isn’t he supposed to be at work, until eleven tonight?
“Ugh,” he says, staring at Mel, who by the way almost choked on her room-temperature bottled water that she was drinking, startling us both when he made his sudden appearance.
I grab the towel that’s next to me and dab at her chin, frowning as I look at him. Did something happen- my eyes widen and we say at the same time;
“Is everything good at home?”
“Your mother invited me to dinner.”
Melanie is choking right now because he has been invited to dinner. I had been worried sick for the past few days about him, thinking something had happened to his sister and he’d been – “d
