Gabriella

Johnathon brought Dani, Damien, and me lunch from the second-floor deli to Damien’s office. As for my new space, I’d spent about thirty minutes in the office first thing this morning. At that time, the new campaign was far from my mind. However, now as the three of us ate, I was mentally questioning every member of the coalition, wondering if it would make a difference to them that Damien and I were married.

I turned toward Damien. ...