Vivienne POV

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I woke up early. For a second I just laid there, letting the warmth settle over me. My skin still remembered Damon’s hand on my cheek last night, the way his thumb had traced my jaw, the way his eyes had locked on mine like he was about to say something we both needed to hear. My stomach flipped thinking about it.

Then I remembered the knock and a sharp twist of jealousy hit me.

I slipped out of bed carefully so I wouldn’t wake Liam, and then I padded my way to the ...