You Keep Your Promises? I Intend To

Dane Diam was sure to have the head of whoever had his phone buzzing incessantly on a platter.

Not only was his moment ruined, Baby had also curled up at a corner, away from his hold and unwilling to meet his gaze again. Just when he had her right where he wanted, it was all ruined by such nuisance.

"Baby." Diam moved closer to her. He just could not let this moment be ruined.

She shuddered, stylishly evading his touch. "You should take the call. It might be important."

The realization that his moment was ruined had his jaw twitching in fury. With a hiss, he picked up the phone.

"I see you've got a death wish!" He muttered glacially, glancing at Baby. He paused for a moment at the fear in her eyes. Of course, she heard his words. He knew he had to set the records straight immediately. It would be game over if she starts seeing him as some murderer.

"It's just an expression. I didn't mean it." Diam quickly laid down his explanations. Seeing they weren't enough, he offered his most ch