"Came back early. Thought it would be great to go out to have lunch with you." he said softly, his eyes looking in mine, his hand still around my head. He had moved away barely an inch. Shit. I cleared my throat again, even though I didn't need to, and said, "Damon, you remember Sia." Then my eyes slid to the side. He let me go and straightened, turning to Sia and I watched him. For a second, he seemed blank, like he didn't remember her and my breath caught in my throat. Then, he smiled. Not the sexy lip turn, but a friendly, genuine smile. "Sia. What are you doing here? I thought you lived in Brazil." Sia looked between Damon and me. She was blushing, big
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