ELLE POV
Once the Bronco crosses into New Moon's territory, my anxiety suddenly skyrockets. Damon grabs my hand, sensing my nerves; tingles unfurl, calming me at once. Reconfirming something neither of us is ready to say out loud; instead, it lingers underneath every interaction.
'Elle, there is something that we need to discuss,' Scarlett says quickly, 'it cannot be avoided. The first chance that we are alone.'
'Okay,' I reply, as Damon mutters, "s**t," his body tensing, staring at Olivia pruning the petunias in the front yard, but he doesn't release my hand. Instead interlocking his fingers with mine like he is terrified of letting me go.
Damon murmurs, "Stay here." Stopping in front of the house, parking in the turnaround drive before hopping out to scurry around, hoping to get
