Damon's POV 

Time had slipped by faster than I realized, and Harper was already gone for the day. 

A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. 

"Come in," I said, my voice calm, expectant. 

The door eased open, and there she was-Bianca. 

A slow, knowing smile played on her lips as she stepped in, her heels clicking softly against the floor. 

"Hi, sugarcube," she greeted, her voice smooth as she sauntered toward me. 

I leaned back in my chair, ...