"I see that, thank you babe," Damon said kissing her head. He took her hand and walked to the plate full of pancakes sitting on the counter. "Shall we?"
"Well, I didn't make them to look at them."
They sat next to each other at his dining room table, hands teasing under the table as they fed each other bites of pancake and laughing at themselves for being such a typical couple. He filled her in on his short time in London and she told him of the events of her reunion with Payson, Lauren and Kaylie
"Hey Damon , what were you doing with your phone out when you got here?"
"Oh, um, I was just taking a video of you. You looked so perfect dancing in my shirt, in my kitchen, and I wanted to remember it forever. I love you." She leaned over a kissed him, long and slow. She would never get tired of hearing him say 'I love you'. They got lost in each other's eyes for what felt like hours before she broke the silence.
"Can I see it?"
"Sure." He handed over the phone to her and rested his head on her shoulder to watch with her. She chuckled when the video came to an end with her complaining at the lack of kissing.
"Emily , you might think this is a crazy idea and if you do then I won't do it but what if I posted this on social media
"I think that'd be okay. I'm ready to not have to be so private all the time anyway and next week we will be so far away from any paparazzi the story will die down by then. Let's do it. "
Damon pulled up Instagram on his phone and uploaded the video, making sure their end dialogue wouldn't get cut off. He captioned it and hit post.
There's nothing better than coming home to this women
