The walk back to the apartment door felt longer than it should have, my heart pounded with every step. Damien stood a few feet behind me in the hallway, I could feel his eyes on my back.
I knocked lightly before unlocking the door.
Alex was still standing in the living room when I entered, arms folded, leaning against the counter like he’d been waiting.
His eyes flicked immediately to Damien behind me.
“Oh good,” Alex said dryly. “The husband decided to stay.”
Damien stepped inside slowly, I shut the door quickly.
“Alex, I’m grabbing my things,” I said.
His brows lifted slightly. “Your things?”
“Yes,” I nodded.
I moved toward the bedroom before the conversation could turn into something else.
Behind me, I heard Alex laugh softly. “That was quick,” he said. “Didn’t realize the pro
