Chapter 12: Soothing Generosities
Damien’s unflinching, serious demeanor remains unchanged.
“What?!” Quickly working to exit the booth, Damien grabs her hand with red cheeks before an outburst of laughter fills the room.
“I’m kidding, I’m kidding.” He wipes the corner of his eye then sips Eshe’s water.
“You should’ve seen your face,” he glances at the ceiling, placing his hand on his stomach.
“So worth it.” Eshe glares at him as he loosens his tie and shakes his head, raking his fingers through his hair.
“You’re insane,” she says with a tiny laugh, getting comfortable beside him.
“You must not want me to sign it.” She mutters, pouring a fresh glass of water. Damien pats his breast pocket then glances to his blazer hanging by the door.
“If you promise to make me laugh like that often, I’d settle for life-long friend.” He walks to his blazer and pulls out a gold pen. Eshe finds herself examining him from head to toe, her gaze inadvertently fixating on his groin.