~Morgan POV~"You don't s—" I laughed out loud, the sound bursting from me before I could stop it.Damien's joke had been so unexpected, so perfectly timed, that I couldn't hold it in. My hand flew to my mouth, but the damage was done."Shhhhh!"The sharp hiss came from across the aisle. The older woman from earlier was now glaring daggers in our direction as her finger pressed to her lips like we were kids.I bit my lip, trying to swallow the rest of my laughter. However, Damien didn't even try to look sorry.He turned toward the old woman and winked. Her eyes went wide. Then they narrowed into slits. Her face flushed red, going from pale to tomato in seconds. She looked like she might spontaneously combust right there in her seat."It seems granny wants us to behave," Damien murmured, his voice low enough that only I could hear. The amusement in his tone made my stomach flip.I pressed my hand harder against my mouth, another laugh threatening to escape."You're terrible," I whisper
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