Chapter 229

Damon’s POV

He’d stepped into the hallway thinking it was going to be a check-in call. Mr Kensington did that sometimes, called on Sunday evenings the way a father checks on a son, which was the shape their relationship had taken before Damon had understood what it was actually built on.

“You sound like you’re somewhere,” Mr Kensington said.

“Yes, I’m having dinner at Kaelen and Talia’s.”

A pause.