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Confusion tugs Damon’s brows together at my behavior. “What is this about, Blue? Why the fuck are you so angry?”
Of course, he recognizes it. This man has been shrouded in the same rage since the first night I spoke to him. And after the events of the past few days and all the game playing going on with his friends, I completely understand why he holds so many secrets inside.
But that still doesn’t make it okay.
Not after he asked me to trust him.
Trust.
It’s always so damn fickle.
There one minute and gone the next, especially when you learn you haven’t been given the full story.
“I have work tonight. That’s where I’ll be. Nobody is after me, and I don’t need a bodyguard watching over me.”
Damon’s hand grips tight over the steering wheel, his eyes lifting to my apartment before that gorgeous stare returns to me.
“Just tell me why you are so upset. If this has something to do with your mom—“
That does it. I can’t handle any more questions on that particular subject. Stealing a page out of Damon’s previous playbook, I bring up something different.
“Let’s talk about Emily, Champ. You want to exchange secrets? Why don’t we discuss that one?”
Darkness rolls behind his eyes, and I can see the moment he shuts down, all those damn walls of his slamming closed while a storm rolls across the horizon.
He’s silent for several minutes, his gaze wandering over the parking lot, the apartment building then back to me.
“Have fun at work tonight,” he finally answers, the subject I brought up shut down with his refusal to talk about it.
“That’s what I thought.”
I open the door and get out of his car. Pulling the strap of my bag up higher on my shoulder, I slam the door then walk to the apartment building.
Tears well at my eyes again, but I refuse to give in to them.
I refuse to look back at Damon’s car, even though I can feel him watching me.
After climbing the stairs, I walk down the hallway en route to my place, and it isn’t until I’ve entered my apartment and shut the door that I hear Damon’s car roar to life, the engine revving as he speeds away.
So much for sharing secrets. It seems like he forced his way into the worst part of my life by taking me to see Kane, but when it comes to his friends and family, I’m still being shut out.
Dropping my bag on my couch, I walk into my bedroom then sit down on the edge of the bed.
I’m acting like a brat about all of this, and I know it.
Damon and I haven’t had enough time to discuss everything.
If I don’t slow this down so that I can take a moment to breathe, I’ll eventually suffocate in a relationship with Damon that I can’t even name.
I think that’s what bothered me so much at lunch today.
Not the shit with Emily—Damon is allowed to have a past.
But while every girl sitting at that table could answer the question of what their relationship was to the men they were with, I had no answers to give.
What are Damon and me now that the deal is over and there’s nothing left?
Friends with benefits?
