Page 95 of Silent Screams


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It’s nothing like summer ziplining—it’s even better.

The wind is everywhere. It makes me go faster, and I’m loving it.

My heart is in my throat, and a relief washes through me, a sense of calm and peace I haven’t felt since the dirt bike track.

Oh Damon—thank you.

When my two feet land on the solid surface on the other side, I’m helped by an instructor as I remove my harness.

My legs feel heavy, so I take a second to recover before I go down the stairs. That’s when I spot Damon. His head is free of all equipment, his suit unzipped.

I walk to him quickly and hug him tightly, laughing. He catches me, steadying me.

And he chuckles.Chuckles.For the first time. His smile is bright.

I swallow.

It does things to me, seeing him like this. So many things I’m not sure are good, healthy. My heart has been shot a second dose of adrenaline for entirely different reasons.

Damon, I feel for you.

I wish I could tell him. I wish telling him that I’m falling fast and hard for him wouldn’t wipe that smile off his face.

I wish the decision was easy. But then life never is. Neither is love.

Especially not love.

I’m taking a bath in the en suite of Damon’s bedroom. The warm water is soothing after spending the day outside.

We spent a long while making out before the car ride back to his place. My cheeks are still flushed, from the ziplining, from all the kissing.

I close my eyes, remembering Damon’s soft laugh. It’s enough to turn my insides into a sex potion.

After I’m all clean and toweled up, I put on my jeans and one of Damon’s faded black T-shirts that I’mborrowing.

A part of me knows I should feel repulsed by my behavior. Not just because of Harvey, but also because he’s myboss. But I can’t bring myself to stop.

I wander down to the first floor, hearing Damon talk to someone at the front entryway when he comes back with a massive box of pizza.

“Pizza and beer. Now we’re talking,” I say in the kitchen, lifting myself up onto the countertop.

He pushes my legs apart to make room for himself and brings a piece of pizza to my mouth. “Eat.”

I obey, taking a bite. It’s delicious. All veggies and cheese. The sauce is amazing—spicy.

“No meat today?”

He shakes his head, a glimmer in them. “We’re compensating for the environment.”

“What for?”

He shrugs. “I don’t know, Gemma, we just are.”

I laugh. “And the cheese?” He takes a bite of the pizza, thesamepizza I ate from.

Oh God.Damon, Damon, Damon.

“We’re trying.” The sparkle in his eyes is still there. He looks at me in admiration and something else. He holds my hip with his hand, feeding me the pizza with the other. “Bite.”

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