True Love

Chapter 6

Peyton POV

I parked in front of the huge boarding house. How could Tasha be considering this? All I knew was I won't let her do this without trying to stop her. We both got out and Tasha walked up to the door and knocked lightly. The door slowly opened on its own. Tasha looked freaked but I just walked inside.
"PEY!" She shouted.
"What? It's open!" I said.
We both walked in and looked around the huge hallway. Tasha then started to call out for Stefan.
"Stefan? Stefan! Stefan?!" Tash called.
I heard the door behind us creak and I turned to look at the front door only for a raven to fly in causing me to spin around and be face to chest with someone. I snapped my head up to see a gorgeous man with hair as black as the Ravens feathers and eyes as clear and blue as the sea. He cocked his head to the side as he not so subtlety looked up and down my whole body. I did the same thing taking in his facial features to his arms that seemed to be all muscle. His shirt was tight enough to tell he had abs, my weaknesses. Eyes, arms, and abs. I then looked back to his face to see him smirking.
I smirked back and asked, "And who are you?"
"I'm Damon, Stefan's brother." He said.
"He didn't tell me he had a brother." Tasha said.
"He probably didn't want to brag." I whispered to Damon.
He smiled, looking at me and said, "You must be Peyton." He grinned like the cat that ate the canary.
"That's me." I stepped a little closer so we were barely apart, and asked him, "Are you gonna show us around?"
I took that moment to take a nice look at his glorious backside. It's almost like he could feel my eyes on him.
He looked over his shoulders and asked, "You coming?"
I followed him into the house, when we walked past Tasha I took her arm as we entered the living room.
"This is your living room?" I asked.
"Living room, Parlor, Sotheby's auction." he said jokingly.
"I love it. It's very.... Victorian." I said to him.

Damon's POV

I'm meeting Peyton for the second time and I'm still amazed by her. I'm flirting and she's flirting back. I looked over to Natasha and saw she was looking towards the door.
"Stefan should be here any minute." I told her. She didn't say anything. Wow, she really is shy.
"Would either of you like a drink?" I asked as I poured myself a glass of bourbon.
"What do you have?" asked Peyton.
"Bourbon, bourbon, bourbon, oh! some more bourbon." I said.
"Hmmm... I'll take a glass of.... bourbon. NO! WAIT! the third bourbon none of that first second or fourth crap." she joked.
I laughed an honest laugh, "Good old number three. Coming right up." I said as I pored her a glass of bourbon.
"Thank you." Peyton said as she took a drink of it without flinching at all.
"I like a girl who can hold her liquor, Peyton." I winked at her.
"You can call me Pey." she said to me.
I could barely hold back my smile. She's something different.
"We can come back later." said Natasha.
"Don't be ridiculous. I want to know the girl who has finally made my brother move on." I said.
"Move on?" Peyton asked.
"Yeah from his last girlfriend. OH, you haven't had the ex's talk." I said when Natasha looked away.
"He probably didn't want you to think he was on the rebound." I told her.
"Tasha? Pey? What are you guys doing here?" Stefans voice came through the house.
"I was just about to show them a family photo album." I said then leaned over to them and whispered, "But I've got to worn you. He wasn't always a looker."
"Were you?" Peyton asked with a laugh.
"Always." I whispered to her.
We smirked at each other.
Peyton then turned to Stefan and frowned, "It's Peyton to you by the way."
"Thanks for stopping by." Stefan said while still looking at me.
Peyton glarred at Stefan when she saw Tasha look down to the floor, upset, she grabbed Tasha's arm and said, "We were just leaving."
Before they walked past me Peyton said, "It was great meeting you Damon."
I took her hand and kissed her knuckles then told her, "The pleasure was all mine."
Peyton then took Tasha's hand again and they left.
"Those girls got spunk." I grinned at Stefan.
He took a threatening step towards me and said, "Stay away from them."
I stepped right up to him and said with my classic smirk, "No. Can. Do."