Damon's POV

Every second Zac spent in there with Emily made me ask myself if I was a fool for not properly thinking these things through.

‘I think you want to see her.’ I remember Farh chirping, after watching me knead my thighs in intense expectation.

I ignored him, even though he was very correct, and both of us knew it.

I didn't play my cards right at the ball. I'm very sure the kindest emotion she feels towards me is repulsion.

“Any other thing you want me to know?” I asked Zac.

“Yes,” He replied, “Our phones switched for some reason.”

“Here.” I handed his over to him, and...