DAMIEN’S POV
“Did you get that?” Kendra pestered me for the umpteenth time today.
“When do you leave?” I asked, and it wasn’t because of the spur of the moment. I had been wanting to ask, and now seemed like the perfect time.
“Leave? What do you mean leave?”
“When do you leave for your father’s house?” I inquired. She didn’t get me earlier, but now she got me better.
“I’ve been staying here with you for more than six months, why should I leave for my house now that you need me?”
“We aren’t a thing yet,” I said to her.
I left the room for her to be here in the penthouse, but she still came for me. I needed a moment to myself, and I realized I might never get that as long as she stayed here in my mansion with me.
“How can you even think that I’d be willing to leave you because things
