Chương 44: ON The Table

Aila and Damon gazed into each other's eyes as she continued to straddle him on the dining chair. Although they were in quite the compromising position, Aila felt herself melting underneath his gaze of adoration. It seemed the shift in topic earlier about Chiara's now non-existent mate extinguished the pair's power struggle and instead took comfort in each other.

"Damon," She whispered while continuously playing with his hair.

"Hmm?" He purred, closing his eyes to the feel of her hands on the back of his neck. His own hands were sitting comfortably on her round bottom. 

"What happened to Chiara's mate?" She asked; her whisper was barely audible, but of course, he heard it and stilled. Her heart pounded, and she held her breath as dread began to consume her about the thought of her newfound friend.