Page 28 of Taeja

Damon stood and walked toward her. With each step closer, her heart paced faster. Stopping before her, he laced a finger beneath her chin, and Taeja dragged her eyes up to meet his. “We didn’t choose you,” Damon said. “You chose us.”

Taeja’s heart almost sprang free from her chest. A wide smile broke out on her face, making Damon smile, too.

“I missed your smile,” he said, leaning in to place a long kiss on her lips. He pulled away slightly to rest his forehead on hers. “Don’t run away from us again, gorgeous.”

“I won’t,” she promised, pulling away from Damon to look at Zain, who was still by the door. She opened her mouth to say something to him, but a long yawn escaped instead. “Sorry,” she blurted, almost dying from embarrassment.

Damon chuckled. “Let’s get you to bed.”

Taeja didn’t move. She kept her focus on Zain and asked quietly, “Can you stay?” Seeing him unmoved, she added, “Please?”

“I’ll stay until you fall asleep.” Zain pushed off the wall and walked toward the right side of the bed.

Taeja smiled and ran to the bed, jumping in the middle of it.

Chuckling, Damon lay by her left side. “I thought you were sleepy, gorgeous?”

“I am,” she said, snuggling her backside more into Damon and smiling at Zain.

“Go to sleep so I can leave,” Zain urged.

Taeja frowned. “Sleep with us.”

Zain sneered. “Why would I sleep in my brother’s bed?”

“The same reason you have me.”

“That’s different.”

“Well, Damon’s house is big. We can use one room for all of us whenever youwant to sleep with us… if you ever want to.”

“I won’t.”

Her excitement dwindled. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see him anymore.

Damon laid a hand on her waist. His fingers grazed her midriff. “Don’t be sad, gorgeous. You know you love sleeping with me.”

Taeja scoffed. “Who told you that?”

“The night we met,” Damon said. “Whenever I tried leaving, you kept pulling me closer.”

“I don’t remember that.”

Damon chuckled. “Of course, you wouldn’t.”

She didn’t answer. They all went quiet until she started dozing off.

Movement came from before her, and her eyes snapped open. The first thing she saw was Zain staring at her. It surprised her that he was still here.

She broke the stare by looking at the wall. “Damon, your dick’s poking me.”

“Your ass is poking my dick,” Damon said.

Zain snickered, and Taeja rolled her eyes.

Remembering the piercing, she asked, “Damon, which piercing do you have?”

“Apadravya,” he answered, and Taeja made a mental reminder to do some research on it before considering if she’d ever want him to use it on her.

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