Warrior Damon
I drove around for a bit to calm down before going home. I wasn't in the mood to explain any of this to my Mother. She always liked Rebecca, and when we broke up, I lied about the reason. I didn't want to hurt my Mother with the truth. I was also ashamed. I loved her, and it blinded me to who she really was.
"What the hell?" I said out loud when I pulled the truck in front of my house. The queen was sitting on the stairs of the porch. My mother's car was in the driveway. I furrowed my brow. "This is just what I need right now," I exhaled, getting out of the vehicle.
I hurried around the truck and approached Queen Ashlyn. She stood up and smiled.
"My queen," I bowed.
"Warrior Damon, looking good in that truck. You may have to keep it," she chuckled. Was the queen flirting
