Damon's POV

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I invited her to stay in my room. Not for sex or anything. Just because I can tell she doesn't want to go home. She smiled at me, and we hopped in my car. We pulled up to my house. She stared, and I could tell that she was shocked by our house. Our house was, well, huge. It was almost mansion status. Our pool had lights, and our hot tub was connected I was on the second floor. It didn't take much to get up there, though. I'd done it plenty of times. Back then... I helped her climb up onto the first floor roof thing, and pointed to the window she needed to enter, and then I went back around to the front, and walked in the door. I knew what was coming



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