Bailey POV
I was lost in thought, my head staring blankly out the window when there was a tentative knock on the door. Surprised, I sniffed and then, detecting the familiar scent, I called out "enter" wondering what it was this particular person wanted from me. Although, judging by the current circumstances, part of me was surprised that he had not sought me out sooner. With his relationship being as tenuous as it was with Riley, perhaps he had thought it best to hold off until now. I heard the sound of the study door opening slowly and then heard his footsteps as he slid inside and carefully shut the door, my head rising to meet his cool glacial ones. I blinked.
"Is something amiss Damien?" I drawled.
He looked as though he was on the verge of losing his temper, even as he forced him
