She smiled softly as the memory played over her, the same warmth and safety she had felt in Damon's arms spreading over her. She suddenly hugged the Damon next to him, her lips against his ear. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion, joy and pleasure, the excitement at seeing who he was to her..the gratefulness he had for this moment.
The world slowly melted around them as she thought of Bruce, and she yelped, covering her eyes. Bruce had just stepped out of the bed, nude, trying to find his boxers (which confucious was currently playing with).
She peeked out, watching as herself watched Bruce, a small, happy smile on E's face as she watched her husband. The smile vanished when Bruce turned around, turning into something more seductive and smirky, hiding her feelings behind a wall.
Effie blinked, holding Damon's arm lightly. "I really do love him...don't I?" she asked, watching as Bruce was lured back into the bed, her other self curling against the man, all but sitting in his lap, holding him tightly.