Chapter 28
POV: Emma
I shouldn't have teased Damian.
Which was precisely why I did it.
After all, it wasn't every day a man tried to disguise jealousy by complimenting someone's screwdriver skills.
That excuse deserved to be remembered.
The next afternoon I found him watering the flowers outside the building.
Correction.
He was watering everything except the flowers.
The sidewalk looked wonderfully hydrated.
"The plants are over there," I said.
He looked down at the hose.
"I knew that."
"The concrete appreciates your generosity."
"It seemed thirsty."
I laughed.
He narrowed his eyes.
"You're enjoying yourself."
"Very much."
I picked up a small watering can and began watering the actual flower bed.
"Ryan called this morning."
The hose immediately stopped spraying.
"Oh?"
