Chapter 46 - An Afternoon of Contrasts and Candor
The expensive watch sitting on my coffee table had been staring at me for two days now. I'd carefully placed it in its leather case, but still found myself glancing at it whenever I passed by. Damien's watch. On my table. It felt like having a piece of him in my space – intimate and somehow unsettling.
I needed to return it, that much was clear. But there was also the matter of Mrs. Sterling's birthday gift that I'd purchased – the elegant Neo-Chinese style hairpin and brooch set that had caught my eye at an artisan market. I'd spent hours deliberating between several options before settling on these pieces, hoping they'd suit a woman I'd never met.
After pacing around my living room for the tenth time, I grabbed my phone and pulled up Damien's contact. My thumb hovered over the call button.
"Just do it already," I muttered to myself.
The phone rang three times before his deep voice answered.
