Chapter 15

The following week flew by in a snap. Damien's work started taking up nearly all of his free time as he was often on the phone or on his laptop trying to appease clients or get new ones. I came to realize he was a complete workaholic, and even though we were only a couple of steps above roommates, I found myself craving his attention. Occasionally he would playfully pinch my butt as I stood up to leave his bedside or fiddle with a strand of my hair while we spoke. And I would savor every moment of it.

When I left home at 18, I made a promise to myself to never rely on anyone. I was determined to become independent regardless of the sacrifices made along the way and the relationships I had to cut. But here I was, having some man supporting me when I should be supporting him and becoming hopelessly needy instead. What would he think if he knew how pathetic I really was? Would he kick me to the curb for being too emotionally involved? He did say he wasn't the commitment type.

I sighed an