The car stopped in front of the main entrance and Damian got out first, then turned to help Eve. She took his hand and stepped out and immediately the front door opened.
Damon.
He was down the steps before the driver had even closed the car door. His eyes went to Eve first, scanning her face with the specific intensity of a man who had been holding his breath for two days and was only now allowing himself to exhale. Then his gaze moved to Damian and something passed between them that did not need words.
She's alright.
I know.
Damon reached Eve and pulled her in without hesitation. His arms came around her hard and she went into him just as completely, her face against his chest, her hands fisted in his shirt. Damian watched them hold each other and felt the bond settle in his own chest. The three of them connected. The triangle complete even when they were standing separately.
"Tell me," Damon said into her hair.
