"I'll be there shortly!" Damien answered before abruptly ending the call.
Cherise was a little bewildered and frowned as she put her phone away.
What's gotten into him? Why is he so upbeat this morning?
However, a black Cayenne suddenly pulled up beside her before she could begin to ponder further.
Then, the car window was lowered, revealing a man with a stern and chiseled face. "Get in!"
Cherise was surprised. "Were you nearby when you called me?"
How did he arrive so soon?
"No," Damien responded with a smile and held the steering wheel as he drove. "I came from home."
Cherise was astonished and instinctively glanced at the call log on her phone.
Our call was only ten minutes ago. Did he cover a thirty-minute distance in just ten minutes?
"Slow down," Cherise warned as she noticed the car speeding.
Damien slowed down the car as she requested.
He held the steering wheel, gazing ahead. Then, he glanced affectionately at the woman in the backseat through the rearview mirror. "Cherry."
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
Cherise was taken aback. "Why are you suddenly saying that?"
"I just felt like saying it."
It wasn't out of the blue! I have a good reason for confessing my feelings!
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