"What phone call?" I asked.

"Someone called Damian and told him that you looked sexy in your black dress" Dean explained as he turned and looked at me. His eyes skimmed my body, then he turned back to look at the road.

"He fucking followed you here" Damian said through clenched jaws. I knew that he was about to burst. He seemed so furious.

"But he didn't do anything" I tried to reassure. Damian didn't say anything. In fact, no one said a thing. I sighed in exasperation. I was tired of this situation. "What does he fucking want?" I mumbled to myself as I stared at the road. We...