SLOANE
Damon finally lifted his head, reading exactly what was happening without needing to turn around. His mouth curved against my collarbone. "Don't panic princess."
"I'm not panicking," I whispered. I was absolutely panicking.
Rika crossed the room. Stopped right in front of me where I sat on the edge of the bed with Damon between my knees. He looked down at me, reached out, tucked a strand of hair behind my ear with a gentleness so out of place with everything happening that my chest ached.
"It's okay, butterfly" he said quietly and kissed my neck.
Then I kissed him. Reached up, grabbed his jaw, pulled him down to me. He made a low sound against my mouth that vibrated through my entire body. His hands framed my face. He kissed me back slow, deep, like he had nowhere else to be a
