To save time, Aurora Sterling had arranged to meet Damien Valerius at a park near the school. At this hour, the park was filled with middle-aged and elderly people exercising, along with parents taking their children for a stroll after dinner.
Damien Valerius sat on a park bench, his face dark. Just then, a group of middle-aged and elderly power walkers marched past right in front of him. They shouted spirited slogans, wore matching outfits, and were filled with vigor.
An old man on the outer edge of the group, a large boombox strapped to his back, passed right in front of Damien Valerius. The blasting DJ track nearly deafened him.
He rubbed his ear irritably, cursing inwardly. 'Damn it.'
'That damn brat, Aurora Sterling! To think she'd choose a place like this for our first date!!'
That's right. Damien Valerius had naturally considered this a date—and one that Aurora Sterling had initiated, no less.
