up at me and glared. "Miss Dickens, it's you. Didn't anyone tell you you're you supposed to be here?" I adverted my eyes from his glare. He massaged his temples and sighed deeply. He walked

to me. "Whatwere you doing there?" He closed the distance between us. His eyes had emotion. Just one; anger. He

do it again" I pouted. I could have sworn I saw him glance at my lips before he pulled away. "Don't do i

and guilty at the same time. Alice came over again. She had brought some clothes with her and forced me to try them on for research purposes but later confessed they were clothes s

tle bit. "Damon is a very strict man. He hates people who do things behind his back and thos

came to pick her up. She waved at me before closing the car window, her smile slowly fading and her eyes devoid of emotion. She dialed a number that picked up after the first ring. "I'm

weep floors. It put me in an awkward position every time I was served food or attended to. I couldn't wait to see Alice again. I had thought of her advice thoroughly and planned to wait for Damon

ng awake to meet his eyes with equal surprise. I could feel his breathe on my face as my heart pounded. He stood abruptlylooking flushed, an expression I had never seen on his face before. "Sorry about that. I was trying to cover you" feeling flustered, he began to walk away but I held onto his arm. He turn

moment before shrugging "That'

im "Thank you

ttered, adver

I didn't

at me now, his eyes holdin

a small smile. "Damon" I said slowly, as if testing his name on my tongue. H

erious and gave me that distant look "Ill see you later" he said dismissively before

ething important to tell me tomorrow regarding my mother's condition. I got out of bed and navigated my way to Damon's room like Alice had showe

eak" He sat on his bed. "Oh, the girl?" I held my breathe. He laughed. A cold and de