DAMIEN POV
I shocked myself the most when I began to spew irrational things and accused my family of not caring about Cheryl's health.
I must be out of my mind.
But my body ran cold and then red hot with heat when Cheryl pressed a dainty finger to my lips in order to shut me up.
My system burned with the intense need to lay her across the floor and lay claim to her body so that no one is confused as to who she belonged to.
I was almost on the verge of doing that when the sound of the door opening made me jerk my head to the entrance just as a new voice spoke out. "I hope I'm not too late."
Cheryl's body went rigid and her eyes rounded in shock. "Luke?"
My brows furrowed and my lips thinned into an unimpressed line. What was this now? Cheryl knows this guy.
My eyes
