Chapter 60 Middle Of The Night Call
- *Damien*
- Harper’s waiting outside the studio when I pull up. The light from the streetlamp halos her hair, making her look like a goddamn angel. Her arms are bare despite the evening chill, and she’s tucking a strand of strawberry-blonde behind her ear in a delicate, almost unconscious motion that drives me wild.
- I step out of the car before the driver can get to it and round the front.