Warlock Ch 415. I Don't Want Regrets *
Selena smiled—a small, aching thing—and cupped his jaw gently in both hands, forcing him to look at her.
"There's never a good time for this," she whispered back. "You know that."
Damian swallowed hard, his entire body tense like he was fighting himself and losing.
"And besides..." Selena added, mischief flickering behind the storm still raging in her green eyes. "I heard you this morning."
Damian blinked. "Heard what?"
"Between you, Victoria, and Evelyn," Selena said, a little more smug now. "You know. That."
It took him a second.
Then it clicked—and Damian's face went red so fast she almost laughed.
"You... heard that?" he croaked, horrified.
Selena nodded, biting her lip to hide her amusement. "Yep. All of it."
He groaned, dropping his forehead briefly to her shoulder like the universe had personally betrayed him.
