Part Three
“You can’t run from this, kitten.”
23 - Don’t Fall in Love
Damon
“Yes, clear the floor,” I ordered, hanging up the phone, and fixing my tie and cufflinks. I had heard everything I wanted to know in the car while I was driving it, making sure they couldn’t see my face.
I have to teach Summer to check who drives the car she’s in and not to trust anyone so blindly. Even me. Heather seemed more like her parent, scolding and being persistent, than her manager. I needed to beware of her because Summer trusted her.
“Damon?” Her sweet voice came from the hallway as she knocked on my office door.
“Come in, Summer,” I said, standing up from my chair and sliding my hands in my pockets.
She looked stunning in the dress. Its fluttery hem begged to be tugged up. But I behaved like a g
