Damien’s Table Shenanigans

He didn’t speak.

Not at first.

Just stood there behind me, so close I swore I could feel the heat of his chest licking along my spine.

God, please don’t let him touch me, I thought desperately.

Or do. No—don’t. But also…do?

I was debating whether to faint or fling my coffee cup at him when he mo...

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