Her best friend returned home?
That excuse is quite passable.
Damon Hawke curved his lips into a smile, reached out his long arm, and helped her fasten the seatbelt.
"So, I'm unpresentable?"
The man deliberately blew a breath next to her ear, incredibly flirtatious.
Elara Don only felt her ears burning and her body going weak.
She quickly used her hands to push against his chest, applying some force to push him away.
"Tom, I said it's just pretending to be my boyfriend, don't take it so seriously, okay? When I need you, I'll call you. Stop coming to find me so early in the morning!"
Frustrating!
Why does she feel like she's got herself a ticking time bomb?
"So, I'm just here to be used? Elly, that's not fair to me!"
Damon Hawke chuckled softly, reached out to pinch her chin, his dark eyes deep and focused.
"You said you were willing, so what, now you want to back out?"
Elara Don tried to free herself from the man's hand but was caught by him again.
