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“He doesn’t have feelings for me, so there’s nothing to worry about.”

“Except for the fact that he won’t let any of us near you. When I offered for somebody else to pick you up, he lost his shit. I have a feeling Damon’s attachment to you is more than you think.”

More surprise bursts inside me, confusion rolling along with it.

“He also hid you from us. Initially, at least. That’s not like him.”

The confusion wins out. “What are you trying to say?”

They all share looks again, and I swear, I’m about to throat punch each and every one of them. Can’t anybody just spit it out?

“He cares about you,” Gabriel finally answers. “And we’re worried that if you’re just playing games, that it will throw him off balance again.”

Are they serious with this shit?

Damon may have his issues, but he’s not weak.

Far from it.

Thinking back on the questions Luca and Emily were asking, and now these guys, I’m offended for Damon and a hell of a lot protective.

“Damon’s a lot stronger than any of you all think. I may not have known him as long as you all, but given what it’s obvious he’s gone through, the fact that he’s still functioning proves he’s not weak.”

“You don’t know that,” Tanner argues.

“Actually, I do. I was raised by a woman who ran from her demons. Ones that nobody could see but her.”

You know what?

Fuck it. I’m sure the information given to Damon about my mom is known by all of them. Admitting it wouldn’t be a betrayal of Damon’s secrets.

“You all know about my childhood since this group seems to be the information network of gossip. So knowing that, and knowing what was done to my mom, it makes sense that she runs. But unlike her, Damon doesn’t run away from problems, he charges straight at them. So if you all could stop acting like he’s fragile and needs coddling, maybe you would learn something about him you’ve never seen before.”

Their eyes widen at what I said. Well, all except Sawyer. He just laughs and nudges my shoulder. “I like her. I think we should keep her.”

Tanner turns to Sawyer, his expression twisting with annoyance. “Shut up, Sawyer. You’re not helping.”

Sawyer has the kind of laugh that’s infectious. Biting the inside of my cheek, I keep from smiling. This isn’t a funny subject, but it’s hard to stay serious around Sawyer.

Tanner’s eyes are back on me, his expression incredulous. “You can’t possibly think you know Damon better than us. We grew up with him.”

I stare right back at him, refusing to be intimidated. I won’t betray Damon’s secrets, but I’ll still make my point.

“What caused the tiny scar beneath Damon’s right eye?”

Tanner’s head flinches back, his shoulders going rigid.

Beside him, Jase’s brows shoot up before he turns to look out the window.

Next to me, Gabriel attempts to stifle a laugh, while Sawyer loses the battle against laughing, earning him a stern glare from Tanner.

Those dark green eyes are back on me.

“Weekends away,” he answers.

Either he’s hiding secrets like me or he doesn’t know the details. I’m assuming the latter.

“But what specifically caused it while he was away for the weekend?”

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