Hailey
Damien returned the glass to my hand before signaling his order to the bartender, still leaning casually against the bar. His gaze remained fixed on me, a habit that never failed to unsettle me for reasons I couldn't quite fathom. And yet, despite my best efforts to resist, my heart quickened its pace in response.
"So... you had quite the following out there," I remarked, breaking the tense silence. "Was it enjoyable? All those women vying for your attention?"
"Fun, you could say. I got to touch their arses and boobs that felt like a handful," he replied boldly, almost causing my eyes to widen in disbelief. "But still, it wasn't quite exciting enough."
Normally, I would have recoiled, choosing silence over further interrogation after such a brazen response. Yet, embold
