RUBY
"Miss Park."
I halted on my track when Damien called my name.
I turn around to face him. "Yes sir," I answered.
"Are you busy tonight?" He asked and I quirked my eyebrows.
"Not really. Do you want me to meet you at our place?" I asked.
"No. Do not go home tonight, I will drive you home," he said and I furrowed my brows in confusion.
Does he want to drive me home? Why would he want to drive me home? I would be lying if I said that I wasn't surprised by his words.
"Okay," I replied before leaving his office.
Damien had called me through the landline a few minutes before my closing time to tell me to remember to wait for him.
I could not understand why he was suddenly being nice and gentle to me when he is hardly nice and gentle to me.
For the past three days, he hasn't asked
