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How would our dinner have led to her beingthisupset?
What did I do?
I ignore his question. “Do you think she’d talk to you if you asked?”
“No, but I can try.”
As much as I hate the idea of anyone else being Kasey’s confidant, I know Damon has a better chance at getting her to talk than I do.
“Do it. Let me know what you find out.”
I lean back in my chair, trying to ignore the fact that I still have to survive dinner with my sister and her husband.
At least Dominic is coming.
I’m able to get approximately three hours of work done before I give up and head to Ford’s office.
I tell myself I’m only going to make sure Kasey has been eating since she hasn’t been taking breaks. I have no idea how I’ll manage that without having my head bitten off, but I’ll figure it out.
Through the small window in the door, I only see Kasey and assume Ford went to get food. The plan was to walk right in, but her irritated voice travels through the door, and I halt where she can’t see me.
“If you ask me that one more time, I’m going to punch you in the throat.”
“That would be way more intimidating if you weren’t five-two,” Damon says. “I’ll ask until I get an answer.”
“Prepare to be disappointed.”
“Prepare to be annoyed,” Damon retorts.
“Done.”
“Well, I’m just getting started. Wanna save us both the headache and just tell me what’s wrong?”
Her sigh is pure annoyance. “Aside from the fact that being around your family makes me want to stab my eyes out?”
“Yes.”
Kasey says nothing, but I can imagine her icy glare.
“Give mesomething,” Damon says, and the sarcasm has drained from his tone. “It doesn’t have to be the full reason, but give me something.”
“Why?”
“Can’t I just want to make sure you’re okay?”
“No.”
“You think the worst in everyone, don’t you?”
“Four months of being hunted like an animal will do that to you.”
“So, that’s it? I’m an evil Consoli, so you won’t tell me what’s wrong?”
“You’ve yet to give me a single reason to.”
Damon seems to think about that for a moment before sighing. “Being trapped in Logan’s bathroom was the most bored I have ever been in my life.”
“If you’re looking for an apology, you’re not—”
