Just then, a light tap on Georgia’s shoulder made her jump. She spun around, her hand over her chest.
“Hey, relax. It’s just me,” Damien said, his brows raised. He gave her a little grin. “What are you doing here?” His eyes flicked to the door she’d been listening at.
Georgia’s face went pale for a second. She looked back at the door and then back at Damien, her heart still racing. “Come with me,” she said in a low voice, grabbing his arm and pulling him away.
Damien followed her down the hall, his steps steady. They didn’t stop until they reached the end of the hallway, far from the room.
“What’s going on, Georgia?” he asked, leaning his back against the wall. His hands slipped into his pockets, and his head tilted a bit as he watched her.
Georgia took a shaky breath, her fingers bru
