Chapter 9 The Photo I

Mia's POV

I slapped my hand straight over Damon’s mouth to shut down his unbearable smirk.

His skin was ridiculously warm against my palm. It felt really good and…soothing.

"Get off him, Mia, or at least save the rest for after breakfast," Nadia said, lowering her phone. "That looked alarmingly l...

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