Chapter 336

"The helicopter has heating. Obviously I know it’s cold outside," she defended herself. She’d barely been pulled out here without any heads-up. When her hand brushed against his, she instantly noticed how warm his was. She let out the tiniest groan—totally unfair! This guy wore less than her and didn’t seem cold at all. "Questionable IQ," he sighed theatrically, shaking his head like he was deeply disappointed. She glared at him and shouted, "Damien Blackwood!" "Alright, alright, I’ll stop," he chuckled, clearly amused. "There’s a camera bag behind you." Cassandra Taylor huffed softly, then wrapped her scarf tighter. She turned, reached behind her seat, and pulled out a fancy new DSLR. Cracking the window just slightly, she adjusted it to get a clearer shot of the scenery outside. After a few clicks, she snuck a glance at Damien flying the helicopter. There was something about him right now—he looked beyond handsome, totally commanding, like he belonged to a movie set or something. Unr