Aria's POV
By sunset, Elona and I had moved into Hawthorne territory. Damon had insisted on preparing everything himself. I expected a guest room. Instead, he had arranged an entire set of quarters for us.
Elona had her own bedroom, a small sitting room filled with books and toys, and a balcony overlooking the eastern gardens. My room was directly beside hers, and Damon had placed his room right next to mine.
I stood in the doorway, staring at the arrangement. "You planned this."
Damon leaned against the opposite doorframe. "Obviously."
I glanced at him. "You could have put your room farther away."
His mouth curved. "I could have, but I like having you close."
The mate bond warmed instantly.
Lydia purred. He does know how to make a lady melt. He is so good with words.
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