Damon's POV

“I'm listening.” I said, gently egging Emily to continue with her story.

I stared at Zac because there was no other person to look at.

I couldn't tell how I felt about Emily, and even Zac for that matter, but with Zac, it was more defined. We still had to work together, so regardless, until I decide to do away with him, corporately or literally, we're stuck.

“Can I get that drink?” She ignored me and looked at Zac.

“Are you sure?” He asked, coming closer to her.

“Zac, my heart is beating too fast,” She said.

As I watched their little play, my patience wore thin. But...