Chapter 44 The dance

***POV - Damion We stand huddled in a small group in the garden in front of the hotel, dressed up in suits, waiting for the girls to arrive. I notice the daylilies in full bloom forming an ocean of diverse shades ranging from orange to scarlet, as well as the people arriving for the freshmen-gala as if in a slow-motion dream. Oh, dreaming is nothing new to me, no, since the little blond who solidly stole my heart and soul, entered my life, my sense of reality has been misconfigured. "Earth to Damion!" I turn my head when Jackson bumps me with his fist on my arm. Logan is still sulking, so Jackson took his place as Ava s companion for the night. I blink a few times and then notice the waiter standing next to me holding a tray filled with glasses of champagne, the golden liquid shining in the light coming from the intricate wrought-iron street lamps. I smile and take a glass, looking at the 4 men holding up their hands for a toast. I stretch my arm into th