Damian's point of view

I watched her face as I decided how to respond, because that had become, without me fully pretending, one of my favorite habits with the woman I was about to marry in three weeks - to watch the little battle being fought in her features every time she thought she had more control over herself than she actually had.

"Just tell me," he said finally, in a firmer voice than he expected. Almost challenging me to do it.

So I turned the paper around.

Adrian Cross.

I watched the