Damien's POV

Honestly, I didn’t want to wait three hours. I wanted to leave now. The need to hold Maya was eating me alive. I had never been able to hold her the way I wanted, not really. And I didn’t even bother telling the guys to pack. We wouldn’t need much.

I had already arranged clothes for each of us in the bedrooms. Still, it wasn’t like we would be wearing them. Lauren, for one, would definitely put up a fight, she’s a warrior to the bone. But Zach? He seemed almost too eager ...