Emily’s POV “Rise and shine, beautiful.” I opened my eyes a little, to see Damon's white set of teeth sending the sun rays in my direction. “What morning is it?” I grunted. “Wednesday?” He asked, laughing. “Do I have to go to work?” I asked, stretching my luck. For the past two weeks, I'd been my husband's personal assistant. Largely, it's been about arranging his affairs, organising his schedule, picking up after him. I didn't think it would be something I'd enjoy, but so far, I have. “Well, the clients can go to hell then.” Damon said and next to me. I knew he was being sarcastic. We had people from the UK coming in, and there's no way we could miss the mouth watering deal I saw on the paper just yesterday. “You aren't serious, are you?” I asked, my face half buried in the bed. “As long as you are not.” He said, snuggling close to me. “Ugh. I hate Wednesdays!” I replied. “I think you hate everyday you've gotta get up early and go to work.” He laughed je
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