CHAPTER 75: THE RIGHT THING

DAMIEN’S POV:

“Can mommy come with us?” My daughter, who I am growing quite fond of, said as she looked up with me beady eyes. She batted her little eyelashes and made a face. I am sure she used to cajole her mother into doing her bidding. And damn, did it work.

It was morning, and all three of us had slept on the same bed again. Although I had ordered that a room be prepared solely for Ariana, I knew it would take a very long time before she would actually agree to sleep in it. or Rosaline, for that matter. I had woken up first, and while brushing my teeth in the bathroom, I felt something tug at my pants.

There she was.

I never thought that anything could compare to Rosaline’s eyes, but oh, how terribly mistaken I was. I fell in love with mine through those of others.

Ariana joined me in the sink, and I taught her how to use the toothbrush. That was when I noticed the clothes she was wearing and scowled. I recognized it as one of Rosaline’s shirts.

“We need to go shopping; you are a