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He drops his mouth to just below my ear and places a delicate kiss there. “They’re paid to look away.”
“Damon.” I laugh and push at his chest. “Don’t forget my rule.”
He groans and nips my neck. “Stupid fucking rule.”
“I don’t have a ring for you yet,” he says, a look of pure annoyance on his face.
I huff out a laugh. “I wouldn’t wear it anyway.” I lower my voice to a fake whisper. “It’s a secret.”
His dark gaze bores into me as he adjusts his pants, then points at the car. “Let’s go.”
I look at the entry to the house. “We’re not going in?”
“No,” he replies simply and takes my hand, leading me into the car and following after me.
Nicholas climbs into the front seat. “Where are we headed, boss.”
“Back to her apartment,” he replies absentmindedly, like this is a totally normal situation.
“My…my apartment?”
“Ours now, Nymph.” He smirks, then brings his phone to his ear. I can only hear half the conversation, but it’s quickly apparent that he’s having all of his things brought to my place.
I grab his arm and tug the phone from his ear. He raises one brow in question. “Yes?”
“You can’t move in with me. My apartment is tiny. You’re a freaking billionaire!” My voice rises with each word.
“I’m aware of the state of your apartment. I was there.”
My cheeks flame red at the memory, and I push it to the back of my mind. There are other things I need to worry about right now.
“You don’t have to live with me,” I say.
He snaps his attention to me, no longer paying attention to whoever’s on the other end of your line. “It’s one of the requirements you agreed to.”
“Yeah, but we could just pretend. You don’t have to stay in my shitty apartment.”
“Is it that you don’t want me to stay with you, or you’re embarrassed?”
It should be both, but right now, I’m still overwhelmed by how different our worlds feel. He must read it on my face because he leans in and kisses my temple, his mouth brushing my ear.
“It would be inconvenient for you to sleep in my bed each night if we don’t live together. Or did you forget that’s one of my requirements?”
His breath tickles my skin and sends shivers down my neck. I swallow hard. “I didn’t forget.”
He pulls away and goes back to ordering his employee to move all of his things. I have no idea how he expects to fit it all in my small space.
Chapter 20
Misty
By the time Damon’s people have finished moving his belongings into my apartment, it’s after eight at night. He looks ridiculous at my tiny dining table with his laptop, his large frame overwhelming the chair.
I thought for sure he’d walk in here, realize what a horrible idea this is, and head back to his place. Instead, he surprised me by asking questions about my sewing. Commenting about how cozy the bedroom is. The smirk he wore when he said it had heat licking up my thighs.
Damon’s still in his tux, but he’s removed his coat and rested it on the back of his chair. His sleeves are rolled to his elbows, and I find myself captivated by the intricate designs he has etched into it. Who knew he had a canvas of art painted on his skin under his stuffy outfits.
I move around to get a better look in the pretense of grabbing a glass of water. His eyes follow me, taking in my teddy bear pink flannel pajamas with a smirk.
