Damian suddenly grabs me by the waist, bringing me closer to him with a really worried expression I’ve never seen on him before. I’m almost straddling him now, but this situation isn’t embarrassing at all; we are both much too agitated for any other thoughts right now.
“Don’t leave me, Nora. I don’t want to go through this ever again,” he says, looking more serious than ever.
I put my hands behind his head and look him straight into the eye. “Then promise me. No more secrets, Damian. About me, about you, or the Clan. Don’t deliberately hide things from me again.”
“What if you don’t like it?”
“I can handle it. I’m a big girl, Damian, not a defenseless pup.”
I see him hesitating, frowning. He is thinking so hard, it’s like I can hear his inner turmoil from here. He closes
