Aubrey's POV

　　I didn't want to get too entangled with the man in front of me. I really didn't.

　　But memories had a cruel way of tangling themselves into the present, and standing here with Damien smirking like the past hadn't happened made it hard for me to act as I normally would.

　　I remember the first time Damien looked at me like I was the only girl in the room. His eyes had that teasing glint, his smile a little crooked, like he already knew what ...