Damon's POV“I can't believe you guys made us watch an action movie”, Layla folded her arms in disappointment as we walked out of the cinema and all we laughed“I wasn't up for that high expectation romance bullshit”, I said playfully, causing her to poke me with her elbow playfully on my chest and I winced in fake pain“What did you want us to watch Lay since you're also terrified of horror movies?”, Troy asked when his laughter died down and Layla shrugged her shoulders lightly“Mystery, fantastic, adventure movies, anything”, she entwined her arm with mine“Action is more real man, it's like the thrill of it all. The explosions, the gunshots, the fist fighting, its just gets your blood pumping-”, Quinton started excitedly before Layla patted him on the shoulder.“We get it Q, don't hurt yourself”, she teased, and we all laughed again as Quinton side hugged her“I enjoyed this”, he said, and she hugged him back“I enjoyed this too”, she said as she turned to look at us walking behin

Troy's POVThings between Layla and I were back to normal again, great actually. The awkwardness was gone and I was relieved. All I ever want for her is for her to be happy, and she is when she's with Damon, I'm okay with that really. I've put the kiss thing behind me, it was just a simple misunderstanding that she mistook me for Damon the night she kissed me. I wasn't even going to bring it up because I think it's for the best she doesn't remember what happened that night.Adriana was acting strange these past few days and when I decided to confront her about it, she told me it was nothing, but I could see she changed and wasn't the Adriana I knew. I decided not to push matters any further and figured she'll tell me what's wrong with her as time went by.One night, when I was still getting ready for bed she was sitting on the bed, staring into space as if something possessed her and she hardly even said two words to me from morning. She was acting really strange, and I didn't even wh

Damon's POVI woke up and stretched my arms whilst yawning a little. Today was definitely a beautiful day to be out and about. Layla was not in bed and this was weird, I usually got up before her. I reached for my phone and the time read 06:42I got up for a quick shower and headed downstairs soon afterwards. Mom and Layla were drinking tea, talking and laughing in the lounge, I walked up to them with a wide smile on my face.“Good Morning to you too, Damon”, my mother pointed out sarcastically as she sipped on her tea“I'm sorry”, I laughed. “How are my two favorite ladies doing this beautiful morning?”, I kissed them both on their cheeks, and they exchanged looks.“We're okay”, they said in union as they both fixed their eyes on me“Why are you in such a good mood today?”, Layla scratched the back of her neck as she looked at me suspiciously“It's a beautiful day today, don't you think?”, I said enthusiastically, and they exchanged looks again. “You do know what day it is today, rig

Layla's POVDamon left a couple of days after New Years, there was an urgent meeting to discuss the years budget plans. Dylan stayed behind and insisted on spending his last remaining days of his holidays with me. Harry would pick him up on Sunday because I was due back to work on Monday. I decided to spend the last couple of days back home with my father and grandfather. I missed them terribly.Dylan and I just finished packing our bags and were now preparing sandwiches and snacks for the road“What kind of fruits do you want me to pack for you?”, I opened the fridge“Apples and pears”, he said, and I laughed to myself. This had Lelo and James written all over it. Apples were Lelo's favorite and pears were obviously James favorites. I know this because Dylan wasn't a fan of eating fruits that much, I had to literally beg him to at least eat a fruit a day.“Since when do you like apples and pears?”, I questioned, and he rested his face on his tiny fingers on the counter“Auntie Lelo a

Six months later....Layla's POV“I feel fat”, I mopped, looking at myself in the mirror and Damon walked behind me to kissed me on the cheek“Nonsense, you look beautiful”, he spun me around in a circle then hugged me from behind, and we looked at our reflections on the mirror. He placed both his hands on my baby bump.“You're breathtaking”, he smiled, and I couldn't help but to smile back at him. “How are you feeling? Are you in any pain?”, he asked, and I shook my head no. The level of attention I've been getting from him these past few months was just wow. Even hiccups were a big deal. I was even guided down the stairs like I'm a child. Mary monitored me 24/7 whilst he was at work and when he got back, I couldn't even breath in peace. He sometimes decided to work from home when Mary had other errands to attend to. But he was better. My father visited last month and he was worse. The constant breathing down my neck about my well-being, making sure I was eating well, exercising and