Chapter Eleven

“You can’t have it both ways, Grace. Either I was serious about you or you were an accessory,” he drawled. 

“Which is it?” She flushed angrily. “I only meant that you haven’t dated any woman more than once since I broke things off with you.” 

He made an exaggerated expression of surprise. “You flatter me. I had no idea you were so interested in who I date. I would have thought my brother kept you too occupied to monitor my love life.”

“Bring your date, Damon. But you know and I know she isn’t me. She’ll never be me. Don’t think you’ll take anything away from my wedding day.” Grace hissed. 

With that she stalked out of his office, leaving Damon to shake his head. He really ought to call his cousin and thank him profusely. He had dodged a bullet. 

He sank into his chair and opened his day planner. Maggie kept meticulous records of all appointments for just such rare occasions that