I was just sitting at this bar wearing a black dress. I turned around and notice a few tables away a handsome man with icy blue eyes and dark hair is looking at me. He looks at me with such desire that I can't help but smile.
I felt him look at me...
I woke up and saw that I was back in the guestroom. I saw that Damon slipped me back into that same silk robe. I was about to change until I realized that I didn't have any spare clothes to wear. I tried to look for a telephone and didn't see one. I went to look for my handbag and until I heard someone walk in.
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"Morning." Seeing Damon walk in with no shirt on and and his pants position the way they were was hard for me to ignore. But at the same time wasn't necessary. I was attracted to him and didn't deny that the feeling was mutual. I told Damon morning and asked how he was. "I'm fine. It's you I should be asking that question to."
I almost forgot about what he had informed me about last night. He clearly wanted to check up on me before I left.
He slipped on a black button down sleeve shirt and gave me a kiss. Than he took a razor and in his pocket and slid his wrist. I demanded to know why on Earth he did that. "You need blood that's fresh and warm coming from the veins."
I stared at his veins and began to drink from his wrist. I was still a bit weak but I manage regain my strength. Damon held onto my head and caressed it.
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"Good girl. Take your time."
It was starting to look as of the morning after my night with Damon was going to be a long one.
