Maya's POV
The party wound down as guests said their farewells, leaving just Damon and me in our new home. My curiosity about the bedroom surprise he'd mentioned earlier mingled with my desire to finally have him all to myself.
"Everyone's sorted," Damon announced, shutting the front door before walking toward me with purpose in his eyes. "Lana and Chloe handled everything perfectly."
"How will they manage with so many people needing places to stay?" I wondered aloud.
Damon's hands found my waist as he explained, "They won't need to. Your brother and Ophelia are staying with Chl, who's absolutely thrilled about hosting them. Raymond and Paige were planning on a hotel, but Owen convinced them to stay with him—they really connected over some business opportunities. So Lana only has your parents to worry about, which is hardly a challenge since your father is completely charmed by her."
As he spoke, his lips found my neck, planting feather-light kisses that made my skin tingle.
