Damien's POV
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We didn't make it to the room though, I was hijacked by Xander on my way to the stairs with yet another – should I say – frustrating news,
"Hey! Damien!" Xander said as he came running into the house just seconds after I walked into the house myself, planning to make my way up with images of the things I'll do to my mate in my head
"What is it?" I asked trying not to be angry, knowing fully well that it can't be something that would make me happy with the urgency in his actions and words
Before he could reply, I felt Layla probing my belly, and looking into her eyes, I saw that she wanted me to set her down, it hurt me a little bit because I wanted her to be there in my arms but I know it might feel uncomfortable for her so I let her down gently but didn't let her go, I held her close to me by curling my arms around her waist and drawing her into me, I was happy she didn't protest
