Lyanna
Time flies fast, and fast forward to the evening of my date with Damon. I sit before my mirror doing my hair, and makeup An image of the morning I was with Lucien pops up in my head. Tremors rush down my stomach, making me shiver a little.
I swallow down the blush that's intending to crawl up my cheeks, and I focus on what I'm doing.
Our lips were so close.
I sigh deeply, "Who even threw that stone in? Who broke into the compound? Isn't that concerning?" I narrow my eyes at my reflection.
I tried to ask Kara what Lucien did concerning that, but she told me he hasn't said anything about it to anyone.
Odd.
My phone rings, and I look at the caller ID. Of course it's Damon.
Pushing Lucien out of my head, I answer his call.
"Are you ready yet?" His voice asks sweetly on the other side.
"I'm almost done; just give me a few more minutes."
"Alright, I'm outside the gate. When you're done, please come downstairs."
"Okay," then I hang up.
