My hand covers his and I lean into him a bit more. “Really, I’m fine. I’m just… I’m playing catch-up. It’s a lot to follow, but I’m doing it. And I’m so…” I glance around to make sure we’re truly alone for the moment. “I’m so f*****g happy.”
Because I am. At least where Demyen and Willow’s relationship is concerned. I’m so f*****g happy, and I’m so f*****g relieved.
He smiles. “Good. Because I want to take you somewhere. Is that okay?”
I nod. I’m not going to say I’m leaping at the opportunity to be out in the open where anyone can just shoot at us, but I need to keep up this practice of baby stepping.
Sometimes, baby steps stumble into a run.
Demyen’s taken me to one of my favorite spots in all of Las Vegas: the outdoor botanical garden, complete with museums and pathways winding thr
