Chapter 8
I tried to hide my disappointment and the way my heart rate increased.
However, Wendy looked a bit ruffled, like she had just gotten out of bed herself. "Are you okay though?" I asked.
"I guess so." She smiled." I took some medication." I should be fine in a couple of hours. I just need to sleep it off, then I'll, um...have the chefs prepare something for dinner by the time you return."
I nodded, "Take care of yourself."
She went in.
I turned my head slowly, eyes meeting Damon, who had a smirk on his face as he drank me in. The passenger door was open, half of his body leaning on the door.
Something about him was off today.
"Get in the car, Peaches."
"Please, don't call me that."
His smile widened. "What? Peaches?"
How was he so collected after everything that happen
