27 - Greedy Girl
Damon
I noticed Summer fumbling with her hands as my driver drove us to her place. She had said little after Emma and Cillian left. She wanted to spend time with Void, but she was being stubborn and denied my offer to move in with me.
“What did you talk with Emma about?” I asked, not enjoying the tension between us. “Did she suspect anything?”
“No, but she asked me who gave me this hickey,” she deadpanned, showing me her neck.
“That was an accident,” I said truthfully. I don’t even know when I did that.
“Sure,” she said. “I told her I got a burn from curling iron, and she let it go.”
I hummed in reply. They invited both of us for dinner, but Summer had plans, and I couldn’t force her to join us, even though I’d love to have someone else suffer through the googly
