Page 130 of Pandora's Pleasure
A little shrug as he failed to meet my gaze. “Nothing’s changed between us.”
Stepping back, I put some distance between us as though it would stop the pain from reaching me.
There’d been no rushing forward to embrace me. No big smile to greet me. Just a guilt-ridden expression he couldn’t hide.
My fingers scrunched my sweater as I worried over his anguish.
“I want you to stay here.” He gave a nod. “You and I will privately continue to see each other.”
“What’s happening?”
He shook his head. “I couldn’t persuade him.”
Who? His father?
It was actually happening.
The ground beneath my feet felt unsteady. Through a haze, I heard the rain striking the window as the torturous seconds seemed to drag on for an eternity.
“I’m sorry.” He looked at me, his dark eyes full of pain. “Your father’s scandal—”
“Do you know what he did?”
“I can’t stop the story from running.”
I shook my head. “What is this place?”
Damien seemed to realize my insinuation. “Theo uses it more than me.”
“When was the last time you were here?”
“Can’t remember.”
“Tell me!”
“A month, something like that.”
I pointed to the bathroom. “Are those your condoms?”
He stepped closer. “Don’t accuse me of being that man.”
“What kind of man are you? A man who always does what his father asks?”
He pinched the bridge of his nose. “I’ll visit you.”
“And what? You and I will never be seen in public together again?” My chest tightened as I struggled to control my emotions. “You’re breaking off our engagement?”
“You and I are still very much together.”
“You’re denying me in front of the world because of something my father did twenty years ago?”
“We have to keep our heads down until this is over.”
“It will never be over.”
“In four years—”
“Your dad will run for another term!”
