Chapter Sixty Seven

Certain that was who was paying a surprise visit, Damon turned to the elevator with a forced smile just as the doors opened. The last person he expected to see stared back at him with beautiful huge eyes, her gorgeous reflection caught in the many mirrors.

“Wendy? What in the hell are you doing here?” he asked. 

“We have to talk,” she said, and stepped inside the suite, clutching her bag like she expected him to move forward and take it away from her.

A blast of anger and desire erupted within him, both vying for prominence, both confirming he was far from over her.

“You should have returned my call instead of coming. I missed yours and when I called back you didn't pick up.” he said. 

“I thought about it, but then I decided that this was something that needed to be said face-to-face.”

He didn’t like her grave tone or the tension carving lines in her face. What did she wan