C66 Still gone
Date = 1 July
Place = San Francisco (Damion’s house)
POV - Aria
As my tongue eventually detaches from the back of my mouth, I manage to ask in an unsteady voice, “Eh … so … where’s the little angel?”
I need something to distract my focus from the manly specimen now standing next to me. Inches away. While pretending his look of intense longing directed at my mouth doesn’t affect me one bit
