Kayla
Damien stepped out of the car as I reached the sidewalk. He looked me up and down, his gaze lingered long enough to make my skin prickle. "You look incredible, Kayla," he said softly.
He reached for the door and held it open for me. I felt a flush creep up my neck. It was such a simple gesture, but one Jason had never bothered with. Jason always expected me to keep up with him, but Damien was waiting for me.
I slid into the plush leather interior, and to my surprise, he didn't go around to the driver's side. He climbed into the back seat right next to me. The space suddenly felt very small and very expensive.
"Drive, Michael," he told the driver.
"Where exactly are we going?" I asked, smoothing the silk of my dress.
"It’s a surprise," he said, shifting so he was facing me.
"We
