Chapter 40
Casey Stone
POV
Tuesday…
Sitting at my desk I am surprised when my personal cell rings and it is Demyan
“You called?” I answer the call still surprised he called me
After we spoke yesterday, I did not think we would speak again yet here we are, he calls me once more.
“I just, after yesterday we had an amazing conversation and I just needed to get my mind off a few things. I hope I am not interrupting you…” he says softly at the end his accent so thick I could barely make out what he was saying.
“What’s wrong?” I ask him, truly concerned. For as long as I can remember I have only ever seen a smile on his face.
Something must truly be wrong for him to be anything but happy.
He sighs deeply. “You see my Russian mother is holding interviews for my future wife…” He speaks
