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Someone scolded Rahul from the enemy team for giving me such crucial information, and I snuck into a cornered wall, making sure my entire body was in the darkness as I eyed the pillar where Damon should walk in from.
“Found you, kitten.”
I squealed, but Damon covered my mouth, towering over me and pressing my back to him. “Shh, be quiet.”
“What are you doing?” I asked, eyeing the sensor on his chest. Just one second and I could shoot him and win the game for our team.
“I’m flirting with my fake girlfriend,” he said, leaning down to kiss me.
I stopped him and narrowed my eyes at him. “We are enemies right now.”
He raised his brow and shook his head. “I’m your captor and you are my hot little captive, Summer.”
“Captive?” I snickered, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“Yes,” he whispered, running his hand down my back to squeeze my ass. “Can we leave early after dinner? Your ass looks amazing in these shorts, and I’m getting distracted.”
I gasped and pushed him away. “Damon, behind you!”
He turned quickly, shielding me with his body. My gun was ready when he turned around, “There’s nothing—”
I shot him and cheered. “I won!”
Damon glared at me and said, “That’s cheating.”
I said cheekily, “All is fair in love and war.”
I spanked my ass as I sprung out of the arena, laughing and hugging my team. Before we left, Damon announced that everyone would get free beauty coupons. I was happy to see him talking to others and not be in his cocoon anymore.
“He has changed.” I looked beside me at Rahul, who was smiling at his boss. He glanced at me and said, “I’m glad you are here, Summer. Because of you, he is being more of himself, and everyone here can see that.”
I got flustered and watched Damon smile at someone’s joke. He was smiling. What a surprise!
After the laser tag game, we ate at a really cozy Asian place. We had sushi and drank lots of sake before going to the karaoke bar. I was the first one to grab the mic, since I was tipsy, and chose the corniest Taylor Swift song and cried my heart out.
“Wasn’t that good?” I asked, smiling at Damon as I took another shot glass.
He took it away from me and drank it himself. “Yeah, no. We’d be glad if no one sued you for damaging their ears with your vocals.”
I thought about dunking a glass of water on him but decided against it in the end. “Rude,” I mumbled into an empty glass. “I bet I can sing better than you, though, you grumpy ass.”
He hummed and walked to the stage. My eyes widened, and I sat up straighter on the bar stool as he sang a Taylor Swift song, making half of the population at the bar swoon. I was pouting when strangers tried to hit on him after his song ended so I walked up to him, wrapping my arms around his waist. Shooting daggers at the women, I told him, “Let’s go home.”
Unfortunately, I couldn’t remember what happened afterwards because I passed out.
* * *
“Are we there yet?” I asked for the umpteenth time, nibbling on sour patches and scrolling through songs on the radio.
“I wish I had brought a ball gag,” Damon muttered, running a hand through his hair and keeping his eyes on the road.
“I think it’d suit you,” I replied, earning me a glance.
“Not sure about that. Maybe a ring gag for you. So, I can use that bratty mouth of yours whenever I want,” he replied, squeezing my bare thigh.
I didn’t reply and looked out of the window to hide my flustered face. He was so filthy!
“How much longer?” I asked after a minute. I really tried to stay quiet, but my brain wasn’t having it. “I’m getting bored.”
