Warlock Ch 414. Last Chance
Her chest tightened strangely.
Damian tilted his head, catching her staring. His smirk softened a little into something more teasing.
"What's that look for?" he asked.
Selena blinked, startled out of her spiraling thoughts. "What look?"
"You're looking at me like you're planning a heist." He grinned. "Should I be worried?"
Selena turned away quickly, face burning. "In your dreams."
"I have nightmares, actually," Damian said casually, walking closer, brushing imaginary dust off his coat sleeve. "But if you're offering to replace them with something more pleasant, I'm not opposed."
She whipped back toward him, half-choking on air. "You—! I—! That's not—!"
Damian just laughed again, the sound low and easy, like teasing her was the highlight of his otherwise apocalyptic day.
Selena scowled and smacked him lightly on the arm.
Big mistake.
