C92 Meeting at the bar!

Damon’s POV

“You can open your eyes now, Damon,” I heard Ava’s soft voice.

At her words, I lowered my hands from my eyes. And there she was—lying across my bed in a way that made my heart stop. She wore a black lace lingerie set that looked like it was made to fit her body. Sexy was an understatement.

My mouth parted slightly. “Where did you get that, Ava?” I asked, taking a step forward