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I gaped at him. “Are you scared of it?”
He scoffed, fixing his tie. “Of course not.”
“Then come with me.” I pulled him along with me and we both strapped in. I was grinning and taking pictures of the quiet scenery, cold air kissing my bare skin.
“Isn’t this fun?” I asked, looking at him, and my smile dropped seeing his pale face. “Oh my god, Damon, are you okay?”
He shook his head and said, “I’m fine.”
I held his hand and said, “It’s okay, we will be down soon.”
He squeezed my hand. I leaned close and kissed his cheek. “Thank you for today. It’s the best date I’ve ever been to.”
His pupils dilated and glancing at my lips, he whispered, “Yeah.”
“I didn’t know you were scared of heights.”
“I’m usually not.”
I giggled. “Usually?”
He shrugged and kept his eyes on me as the Ferris wheel slowly moved. It was huge, so we were going to be at the top soon.
“I’m scared of planes, too.”
I hummed, swaying my legs. “Do you know people who are scared of planes have controlling issues?”
“Excuse me?”
“Mhm, it’s because they are not in control.”
He narrowed his eyes at me. “Why would I trust two strangers with my life when we are thousands of miles away from the ground in a flying chunk of metal?”
I laughed and his hand tightened around me. “You are such a big baby!”
“Shut up. I’m not.”
If one looked closely enough, they would find that Damon Grant, my grumpy boss and fake boyfriend, was pouting.
“Okay, fine, I’ll stop teasing you,” I said, tucking my hair over my ear, but the wind was too much, and I left it alone.
“Why the fuck has he stopped it?” Damon asked, his knuckles turning white as he held onto the railing and my hand. “Is it broken? Are we stuck here?”
“Hey, you’re okay,” I said, cupping his cheek and making him look at me. “They stop it at the top for a few minutes. Don’t worry.”
He swallowed and nodded. “Keep talking to me.”
“Okay, you asked me a question, so it’s now my turn.” I kept my eyes on him and asked, “Have you ever been in love?”
He rolled his eyes and answered, “No. I don’t believe in it.”
“Why not?” I frowned. “Emma is in love with Cillian, and Mia loves James. Hell, you love Void. Don’t even try to deny it.”
Damon thought about it for a while and shook his head. “I don’t think romantic love can exist for someone like me.”
“What do you mean, someone like you?” I asked, not liking the tone of his voice. It seemed like it was robotic, as if he was saying things that he had heard from someone else.
“That’s two questions now.” He glanced at me and said, “Do you regret falling in love with the wrong person? Like your exes?”
