Damian’s Point of View
This woman had to be joking right now. What? Was she trying to give me a heart attack? First she starts this conversation acting like she wants to back out of our deal, and now she wants to have some sort of rule book we have to go by if this is going to work out? This is turning into something a lot more complicated that I had originally anticipated.
“Okay, tell me your rules,” I quipped, feeling rather annoyed with this whole conversation at this point. I understood needing to have some sort of a plan here, but having it all planned out like a goddamn road man was starting to stress even me out. I pulled the car onto the main road, hopeful that now that we were in motion it might help me relax a little. Honestly though, I just wanted to get Carolyn home before s
