Damian was sitting in the backseat, working on his laptop. Even on his days off, he made use of every spare moment to get things done.

He glanced to the side, sensing something was off, then suddenly turned his head.

Standing in the sunlight was a woman in a pink lace dress, sparkling with sequins that caught the light.

Her hair was loose, with soft, natural waves that looked like silky seaweed.

Her eyes shimmered, matching the ...