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Dammit!My stomach bottomed out as I held up the phone. “Can you dial for me?”

This fucking sucks!

She took the phone and a few beats later said, “Here, I pressed his contact. You’re all set.”

She got up and hustled away.

I pressed the phone to my ear, prepping for some serious screaming. My super sensitive ears might be bleeding if Drey was as mad as I thought he’d be.

Chapter Sixteen

Lizzie

Iscrubbedtheclothalong the counter, focused on the streak marring the surface. The cleaning lady, though very nice and mostly thorough, always left a few streaks behind.

Always.

And I needed to calm down. A guy was in my house. A tall, totally sexy, and amazingly sweet guy. Sure, he swore a lot, was kind of scary sometimes, but he was totally into me.

But even more interesting, he didn’t seem to care about all my quirks. How could he not care? They were ridiculous.

My heart wouldn’t calm down, and neither would the tingling in my abdomen. I thought I would combust soon.

I gulped a glass of water, then pulled out a sucker.Calm down.And what would Angelina think that I brought him here? He couldn’t stay. What if he wanted sex?

I started scrubbing the countertop again.

Was I ready for sex?

No.

I didn’t think so.

No. I wasn’t.

Damon had been part of a gang. A dangerous gang. I mean, look what the leader had done to him. And then there was the kissing. The few times I’d kissed Damon, he seemed to know what he was doing. Likereallyknow!

Oh God. I couldn’t have sex with him.

“Sounds like you’re cleaning up a storm. I thought your cleaning lady just came.”

Damon was feeling his way around the couch. I shoved the lollipop back in my mouth and hustled past the breakfast bar in his direction.

“No wait. I got this.” His hands shot up. “Tell me if I’m close to running into something.”

I stopped, in awe of how brave he was. Seriously. It was like nothing scared him. “Go straight about five more steps. There’s a breakfast bar hip height.”

“You’re really good at describing things.”

“Had lots of practice. I was mostly online with friends for a long time, and we’d watch movies while chatting so we talked about what we were watching a lot.”

“Online. You were like Angelina?” He shuffled, hands out to the counter. “Hey. I made it. Shit yeah. I—oh—sorry.” He slapped a hand over his mouth.

“Don’t be. It’s who you are, Damon. Don’t change cuz of me.”

“I don’t want to make your ears bleed. Besides, I need to clean up my act so you might want to hang out with me.”

I smiled around my sucker.

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