Daemon's Point of View:
"Hey Starla, can you tell me some more about her?....about Star. I want to know everything," I tell her. I can't see her but from her response, I get that she's probably smiling. After talking for four hours on the phone with Starla, I head to my bedroom. On the bed is my beautiful mate laying down on top of the blankets, sprawled out over most of the bed, in nothing but a thin peach colored lacy silk robe. She is a sight. I grow hard looking at her as she moves her head to the side in her sleep. I am in love and I always will be....even if my mate moves alot in her sleep and hogs the bed.
I quietly grab a bag and start packing some clothes. Persephone stirs and wakes up. "Babe? What are you doing?" she asks sleepily. I reply, "Packing, my love." She looks
