Page 110 of Nothing to Tell
“Donald’s an insurance broker,” Adara said.“A successful one.”
Bless her.
Her sister was trying to help yet somehow managed to make her feel worse.Luckily that was the moment Damon started gesturing for her attention from across the room.Luckily?Had she ever thought that word would precede Damon’s name?
“Excuse me,” she said, putting her glass into Adara’s hand and leaving the group to get to Damon.“What’s up?”
“I need to talk to you,” he said, grabbing her arm.
She stayed put.“What’s wrong?”
Damon sighed.“It’s over.”
“I don’t understand what—”
“It’s over, Charissa and me, it’s over.”
“What?Oh my God.”Her hands fell to his chest when she stepped closer.“Are you okay?What happened?”
Damon took hold of her other arm too.“I couldn’t do it anymore.We’ve not been happy for a while.”
“I’m so sorry,” Harper said.“You have to do what’s right for you both.Is she okay?”
“I don’t know,” Damon said.“I’m pretty shaken up.”
“Sure,” she said.“Of course you are.”
“Harper,” Bastian’s voice came from behind her again.
Though she turned, Damon didn’t let go.
Damon’s expression hardened.“What’s he doing here?”he demanded.“I thought you were with Don.”
“I am,” Harper said.“Bastian was invited.”And not by her, so what was she doing?“Bastian this isn’t the best time.”
“Can I tempt you into a dance?”
“We’re busy,” Damon said.
“Go upstairs to the lounge,” Harper said.They’d used this hall so often that they’d had cause to use the offices upstairs too.“I’ll come up in a minute.”
“Alone?”
“Yes,” she said.“Go.”
Damon lingered long enough to glare at Bastian again.Okay, yes, everyone saw it.Grumpy.Grumpy.A moment later he did as told and disappeared into the stairwell.
Folding her arms, she turned to Bastian.“What’s up?”
He tried to take her hand, but she tucked it out of the way.Contact would not make this moment any easier.
“You don’t want to dance?”
“You should dance with Audine,” she said.“I have to help a friend.”
“A friend?You’re being sucked back into Damon’s orbit again?”
“I’m with Donnie now.”
