"So, this is interesting," Damon said slowly, coming around the corner and into the bedroom. Emily was still lying in bed. Damon was the early riser of the two, which surprised Emily , and he always seemed to have gone through half his day before she woke up.
"Hmm?" Emily said sleepily, not even opening her eyes.
"Sasha just called me."
"He did? What time is it? Is something wrong?" Emily sat up quickly, looking worried and suddenly wide awake.
"It's almost 9:45 am," Damon said with a small laugh.
"Damon! I told you to wake me up earlier! I keep sleeping in so late!"
"You deserve to sleep in late for a while. You spent your whole life waking up early. This is your chance to relax."
Emily fell back onto the bed. "Fair enough. Plus, I think I'm still tired from our honeymoon in Paris," she added with a teasing smile as Damon came and sat next to her on the bed.
"You better be," Damon said with a wink, leaning down to kiss her.
"Wait," Emily said suddenly. "You said something about Sasha. Is he alright?"
"He's fine. He just invited us to dinner at his new house."
"Oh," Emily said, sounding a little confused. "Well, that's sweet of him."
"Yeah, but he said him and Summer are inviting us."
Emily sat up again. "Why are Sasha and Summer inviting us to dinner?"
Damon shrugged. "That's why I said it's interesting."
"Do you think they're together now?" Emily asked. "They seemed pretty close at our wedding."
"No idea. Maybe. I didn't notice." Damon smiled and added, "I was pretty much focused on you the whole time."