Hailey
I wanted to retaliate, to bombard him with the thousands of questions swirling in my head, but with Damien, silence seemed like the wisest choice, so I opted for what I deemed best.
"Fine..." I stuttered, shifting my focus to the road ahead, away from his distracting face. "If that's how you want it to be- stepbro."
A smirk tugged at his lips before he leaned back, "By the way, if I'm not up to your standards to be stared at, then how come you're having dreams about me?"
My heart skipped a beat at his question, my breath catching in my throat.
"W-what?!"
"W-what?!"
I stared at him wide-eyed, like a deer caught in headlights.
He didn't just say that... did he? Damn it. He actually did.
I'd been quiet, so f*****g quiet. How could he have heard me? Or was i
