Page 109 of Western Waves


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For a moment, I lost my thoughts. I was too focused on her features. The way she made me lose my thoughts was wild to me.

Focus, Damian.

“Oh, uh, I have a question for you.”

“Shoot.”

“Apparently, there’s a massive charity gala that Catherine hosts each year.”

“Ah, yes. The luxurious winter gala. It’s a staple.” She raised an eyebrow. “Is that your event for her?”

“I think it might be.”

“It’s a pretty big deal. They auction items off and whatnot.”

“I hate her,” I mentioned.

“Why?”

“Because of the stories you’ve told me. Because of how she’s treated you.”

“Oh… you don’t have to hate her because of me, Damian.”

“Yes,” I disagreed. “I do. But regardless, she invited me to the gala, and it’s a good way to get her out of the way with the will.”

Stella smiled. “It’s quite the event.”

“So I hear.” I shifted in my shoes. “She told me not to invite you.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. So…do you want to go with me?”

A small frown fell against her lips. I hated that I was the one to put it there. “Is that why you’re asking me? Because she doesn’t want me there?”

“Partly.” I couldn’t lie. A part of it was to get back at Catherine for trying to tell me what to do. “But mostly, it’s because I hate most people. Especially people like Catherine, and I figured there would be many people like her at the event.”

She laughed. “This is very true.”

“I hate those types of crowds, and I don’t do well in those circles. I would appreciate having one person who I actually liked.”

“Then count me in as your plus-one.”

Without thought, I wet my thumb with my tongue and wiped at the paint sitting against her nose.

“Paint,” I muttered, showing her my yellow thumb.

“Oh. Thanks. I’m sure there’s paint on many parts of me right now. Even the parts that are unseen.”

Oh, Stella. Don’t put that idea in my head. Because I’d love to wipe your body clean of paint. Especially the unseen parts.

Not now.

She’s working, Damian.

“I’ll let you get back to work, but I just wanted to stop in to…”See you. Be near you. Stare into those eyes.“Ask you to come. But also, when you come home, make sure to let me join you in the shower to help you wash off the paint.”

She kissed me, and I loved it.

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