Chapter 245

Just when Amelia Johnson felt she was about to step into dangerous territory with that flirty conversation, her heart started racing uncontrollably. She figured it was probably best to leave before things went too far. Damien Taylor blocked the door with a grin, his gaze locked on her blushing face. "So, how do you plan to make it up to me?" he asked with a playful smirk. "Uh, I…" Amelia stammered, her voice trailing off. Right when the tension between them was getting thicker and heavier, someone knocked on the door. "Knock, knock—" Startled, Amelia flinched, instinctively trying to hide, but Damien grabbed her wrist and said with a reassuring smile, "Relax, I locked the door." That made her breathe a little easier. In a whisper, she asked, "What if they don’t leave?" "Well, then we wait it out. She’s not gonna stand there forever." Damien casually picked her up and placed her on the sink. "You'll get tired just standing around." Out in the hallway, the person apparently lost patience