Sera's Point of View
The open-air manor was even more beautiful than Damon had described.
Glass panels formed the ceiling, revealing a sky already deepening to twilight. Stars were beginning to emerge, tiny pinpricks of light against the darkening canvas. Candles flickered on the table set for two, casting dancing shadows across the elegant space.
"It's breathtaking," I breathed, turning in a slow circle to take it all in.
"Not as breathtaking as you." Damon's voice was warm, his eyes tracking my movement with that intensity that always made my pulse quicken.
He'd pulled out all the stops—wine, a multi-course meal that must have taken hours to prepare, soft music playing from hidden speakers. Everything designed to make this night perfect.
We settled at the table, and conversation fl
