Skye’s expression darkens instantly.“He saidwhat?”
“It wasn’t a big deal,” I insist quickly.
Laine sets his tablet down slowly.“Sounds like a big deal.”
“It wasn’t.”
Luke mutters something under his breath that sounds suspiciously likeassholeand I suddenly regret coming here today.Not because of them but because of the attention.
“I’m fine,” I say firmly.
Skye studies my face for a moment.Then she sighs.“Okay.”
The conversation shifts back to safer topics after that.Work.Tattoo designs.Cupcake flavors.Eventually people drift back to their stations.
I lean against the counter sipping coffee Skye made earlier while Damien returns to his desk.A few minutes later Laine walks over and leans against the wall beside him.I can’t hear everything they’re saying.But I catch my name and my curiosity spikes.
Damien says something quietly and Laine glances toward me, then back at his brother.
His voice drops lower, but I still catch the next words clearly.“Careful, kid.”
I freeze.
“With what?”Damien asks.
Laine chuckles softly.“Falling for a girl who already has a boyfriend never ends well.”
My stomach flips and I look away quickly before anyone notices I was listening.Because surely ...surely they can’t be talking about me.
Right?But when I risk another glance across the room a few seconds later, Damien is already looking in my direction.And the expression on his face makes one very inconvenient thought echo through my mind.Maybe this friendship isn’t as simple as I thought.
Chapter Seven
The Perfect Girl
Damien
