CHERYL POV
"I will... be right back," I stuttered and walked off towards the house.
Striding into the kitchen, I grabbed hold of a stool and squeezed my eyes shut, I exhaled deeply.
This was becoming too much.
"You later wore the clothes I see," Damien's voice boomed from behind me and I screamed in shock.
Spinning around, I leveled him with a nasty glare. "You scared me!"
His gaze lazily traveled up my form until he was staring into my eyes. "They look good on you," he said instead and his eyes fell again, heat brewing in them. "Maybe too good," he added in a low murmur.
I swallowed and fought the urge to run my hands down my outfit in a self-conscious way. Was the maxi dress revealing? "I didn't have much of a choice, did I ?" I quipped, hoping that my tone was non
