Page 67 of Her Big Fat Hunky Billionaire Boss

He hadn’t told Amelia that. Damian lifted his pant leg, revealing his skin. Kat sucked in a breath, unable to hide her shock. His leg looked like some macabre patchwork quilt, pink and red patches in crazy angles from the many skin grafts. Her vision blurred as tears welled in her eyes.

“Damian…” Her words left her as she tried to get her emotions under control. He must have been in so much agony. It still looked like it hurt. She involuntarily moved away from him, afraid touching his leg would cause him more pain.

He sighed, dropping his pant leg. “The scars go up the entire leg.”

Kat couldn’t speak. She didn’t know what to say. He was sharing something so intimate with her. Something that caused him so much misery. She felt the weight of his revelation.

Damian swallowed, not meeting her gaze. “I understand if…” He struggled to go on, and Kat waited for him to finish. “If you want me to leave.”

Her mouth fell open. “What? Why would I?”

“Because I know how it looks. It’s hideous.”

Kat couldn’t believe what he was saying. She slowly reached out and put her hand on his arm. “Damian, I don’t care how your leg looks. It just surprised me. You’ve gone through such agony. I didn’t realize. It must hurt so much.”

He raised his gaze and cupped her cheek. Emotion played across his features. “Sweet Kat. It’s much better than it was.”

“So, I didn’t hurt you…before?”

He smiled at her. “I’d take some discomfort for your kiss any day.”

She leaned back. “Discomfort?”

He wrapped his arms around her, gently pulling her back to him. “Kat. My leg will never be whole again. The pain is always there. But I don’t want you to be afraid of touching me. I find it quite pleasurable.”

She melted into his chest. “I can’t believe other women have left you because of your leg.”

“Why would you say that?”

Crud. He’d told Amelia. She wracked her brain trying to come up with a plausible reason she would know that. “I could tell, by the way you reacted after showing me.”

He hugged her to him. “You’re right. But I don’t want to think about other women right now.” He kissed the top of her head. She looked up at him, then kissed his lips, slowly this time, enjoying the sensations washing over her.

The door opened and Hilary walked in, two paper bags in her arms. “Whoa.”

Kat sprang back, her cheeks heating. “Hilary. What are you doing here?”

“I went shopping, but Russ’s didn’t have the quinoa I wanted, so I had to run to New Haven.” She kicked the door shut with her foot while giving Kat a wicked smile. “Looks like you two had a good evening.”

Kat wanted to sink into the floor. She grabbed the remote and clicked on the movie. “We were just watching My Fair Lady.”

Hilary gave her sister a look. “Uh, huh.” She went into the kitchen. “Don’t mind me. You keep on watching that movie,” she called from the other room.

Damian chuckled. “You’re cute when you’re embarrassed.”

Kat buried her face in her hands. “I’m probably ten shades of red.”

“I like red on you.”

Hilary didn’t come back into the living room, and Kat settled in against Damian’s chest. They finished watching the movie. After the credits, Kat reluctantly stretched and turned off the television. “I guess you’d better be going.”

Damian stood and slipped his coat on. “Yes. I’m spending the day with my brother tomorrow, but if you’re free I’d like to see you in the evening.”

Kat’s butterflies came back. She didn’t want to ruin things between them because tonight had been good. But she really wanted to know what was going on with them. She bit her lip and plunged ahead. “What exactly are we doing?”

Damian took a step closer, wrapping his arms around her waist. “I was thinking a little dinner. Maybe take in a movie at the theater. You know…a date.”

She tried not to get hypnotized by his intoxicating smell and the low timbre of his voice. “I mean, where are we going with this?” Her heart screamed at her to shut up. Things were good. Why did she want to mess with it? But her brain needed an answer. After a small war with herself, she went ahead and asked. “Are we in a relationship?”

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