SEVENTY-ONE

KIERA’S POV

Who in their right frame of mind shows up at someone’s house without any prior notice? Fabian must be all in his head!

I had deliberately ignored his calls over the past few days because I didn’t want to talk to him. I wasn’t about to lead him on or give him any false hope that I shared in his father’s desire for him to court me. How on earth did he even find this address?

I sighed heavily, lifting myself off the bed, feeling a knot of anxiety twist in my stomach.

“Are you really going to meet him?” Damien asked, resting on his elbow, his mood nearly unreadable, like a storm cloud hovering just out of sight.

“Yeah, I guess I have to,” I said, making my way to the closet. I grabbed a blouse and a flared skirt, pulling them on.

Before I could fully turn around, I saw Damien already wearing his pants, his movements quick and purposeful.

“What are you doing?” I questioned, my brows scrunching together in surprise.

“You really think I’m just going to sit here while you go off t