-Isabella-
It was no coincidence that I chose to sit beside Damian instead of Chris. I wanted to get close to him, especially if I was going to find a way to end him. However, as I settled into my seat next to him, the humming in my body intensified. I felt almost restless.
My heart raced as if I were sprinting, and I felt nervous but not scared. I tried to remind myself that the timing wasn’t right, but my body didn’t listen. It felt as if it were being drawn in by something—or someone—and it certainly didn’t help that the man I was plotting against smelled so damn good. Why did his scent feel like a drug when the rest did nothing for me?
Fortunately, Chris distracted me from my thoughts throughout dinner, joking around and asking me a few questions. I was evasive as always, and it fe
