DAMIEN
By the time I had finished having dinner with Clara, it was very late. I had to drive home myself and watch her walk through the front door, into the house. However, I also caught sight of Xavier watching us through the window.
I wasn’t doing anything, I was only doing what her father wanted and that was mentoring her. Whatever that happened today was just business to me.
Getting out of the car, I leaned on the bonnet and stared at the window through which Xavuer was staring at us. He understood that I wanted to talk to him, so he retreated, closing the curtain behind him.
A few minutes later, the front door opened and he walked out. I pulled out a cigarette pack from my pocket, lighted it, dragged in smoke, and released it into the cold night.
"I didn't anticipate the dinner m
