Chapter 7 Damon's Pursuit

• Damon leaned against the stone pillar, his eyes locked on Lily and Callan as they laughed together, their ease with one another as natural as the breeze. Every time Callan touched her—whether it was a playful brush of the arm or an approving nod—Damon felt something sharp and unfamiliar stir inside him.
• It was jealousy.
• It had been years since he had allowed his feelings for Lily to surface, years since he thought of her as anything more than a fleeting moment in the wake of ambition. But now, watching her with another man, a man who was everything Damon had never been—genuine, attentive, patient—he could feel the weight of his mistake settling on him like a stone in his chest.