So close but so damn far away

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             Damon's POV
      "Maybe we should just go to my place since my parents are gone and I'm still not sure how your parents feel about me," Haven says. I look towards my mom and did before standing and leading her out to my truck. I've never been so grateful for the air freshener that keeps the car smelling like cigarette smoke.
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    "I love you," I whisper seductively into her ear. She turns her face so we're facing each other. I kiss the tip of her nose. 
      "I love you too," she relies. I lean in and kiss her.  My eyes are open so I can see her close her hazel eyes and her shoulders relax. I pull her closer to my body so there's no space between us.  I want so bad to make my dream a reality. Her hand grips my shoulder. 
       "Tell me when you want to stop," I say.  She nods. I pick her leg up and wrap it around my waist. She moans into the kiss as I do too.  Her teeth bite my bottom lip slightly, making me groan in pleasure. She's perfect. 
     Our bodies grind against each other,  our moans filling the room. My hand finds the skin under her shirt. She leans up and takes it off over her head as I do the same. Please make this be real and not some wet dream.
     We lay back down, hands roaming each others exposed skin.  My kisses go down to her neck. I take a chance and go to kissing down her stomach. 
     Waaaaaaa Waaaaaa Waaaaaa Waaaaa!!!! Fuck. No. This can't be happening. We start going somewhere and this fucking robot devil baby starts crying. She groans as she stands up and gets the robot, not bothering to put her shirt on over her white lace bra. 
       She changes the devil and and comes over, handing it to me.  "Just act like it's real," she tells me.  I rolls my eyes and hold it as if it's real. After a few minutes I'm starting to get too used to this. "It's asleep, do you want me to take it?" She asks.  I shake my head. I don't think that this is really what it's like but having kids wouldn't be so bad. 
       "No," I say.  She smiles and sits down beside me.  I'm not sure if she's forgotten about her shirt but I don't care.  I'm liking the view.   
      "You know, even though it's not real, your good with her," she says.  I look into her eyes.  Kissing her cheek she blushes.  I hope she's the one I have my future with.

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