Damien Taylor walked around the car to open the passenger door for Amelia Johnson.
Amelia quickly said, "Damien, really, no need to carry me this time."
"I'll help you," Damien reached out his hand toward her.
Just as Amelia stepped out of the car, she saw Richard Johnson walking their way.
He shouted, "Amelia Johnson, get over here right now!"
Leaning on Damien’s arm, Amelia moved slowly toward him. "Dad, can you not scare my friend like that?"
Richard snorted. "Friend? More like—"
He froze when he finally got a good look at Damien.
"Dad, my friend's last name is Taylor," Amelia added, knowing Richard had recognized him.
"Mr. Taylor?" Richard blurted, shocked. He'd seen Damien’s photo in business magazines, and even once caught a glimpse of him at a charity au
