Damien's POV She laid on top of me, with her head on my chest and her fingers moved absently, tracing slow, lazy circles on my chest like she wasn’t thinking at all.My heart was still racing, my body still warm from her, from us.In that moment, everything in the world felt right.“Stay,” I whispered into her hair, tightening my arms around her.She didn’t move.“Don’t go on the trip,” I added quietly, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Stay here. Stay with me for the holidays.”Her fingers stilled and her entire body went rigid in my arms.Then she pulled away from me, sitting up so fast the sheets tangled around her waist."Elena," I started, reaching for her."I need to get ready," she said, her voice completely flat, already swinging her legs off the bed.She stood up, her back to me, reaching for her clothes scattered across the floor.My stomach dropped."No, no, no," I said, sitting up, "Don't do that."She froze, her sweater clutched in her hands, her shoulders tense."Don't
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