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Chapter seventeen

Damon’s POV

Holding Zirah's soft body against mine felt amazing. Our tongues melded together in a passionate kiss as we grew closer.

Not wanting it to move in another direction she wasn't ready for yet, I put a stop to the kiss.

Resting my head on hers, I whispered,

"I think we should stop now."

"Me, too." She agreed but her eyes and body were saying another thing.

"Why are we whispering?" I asked, amused.

She also thought about it and burst into laughter.

"I don't know, I should ask you."

I moved over to the counter, thinking of what to make for both of us.

"Is your head better now?" I nodded the tiny bump on her head.

"Yeah, it's already going down. What are you doing?" She asked as she saw me arranging pots and pans on the stove.

"Making breakfast. Are you hungry?"

"I guess that's why I'm down here." She ducked her head, her face red.

"Here I thought you missed me."

"Hah, you wish. You're still on probation though." She said as she gingerly walked over the pool of spilled juice t
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