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Isabella

"So what are you saying? Do you mean that he would literally be walking around as my friend as we speak? But why?" I leaned up and sat.

"Why would he do this?" Damon stayed lying down but moved to his back. "I was hoping you would tell me that." I shook my head.

"I can only see. I only have permission. I don't know what people are thinking. It would be nice if one of your men had that ability."

Damon suddenly started laughing. "There is. But this happened before… Michael left before he discovered it."

I debated whether to tell Paula about it, but I didn't think it would be wise. I leaned back down and put my head on Damon's chest. His steady heartbeat began to comfort me. Just as I was beginning to fall asleep again, I heard the pesky sound of his phone vibrating in his pocket.

"I'm sorry, bird," he said with a laugh when I smacked his chest. "Is it that bad?" he said slowly. "Give me a moment. I'll send you some help."

I peeked at him from my lashes and blinked, al