When Alex appeared, I exhaled.
He looked dashing in a navy blue suit, hair styled to perfection. I saw the desk woman subtly adjust her blouse — low-cut, elegant, deliberate. But Alex didn’t even glance her way. He walked straight to me and pulled me into a hug.
“Ooo babe, I missed you,” he said dramatically.
“We were just getting cozy and then you bailed again… didn’t even tell me. Did Damon get rid of you? I guess that badass got bored and just left you. Don’t worry, I’m always here. Your knight in shining armour.”
He winked.
I smiled, but his words pierced something deep.
A fear.
A breathless, gnawing fear.
What if Damon really had gotten bored?
What if he’d left me?
That would explain the silence. The ignored calls. The one-word replies.
But then Damon’s words echoed in my h
