Chapter twenty-two<3

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Melanie’s POV<3

Looking in the mirror I saw that is was obvious I didn’t get much sleep last night.

 I couldn’t stop thinking about Damon and the kiss we shared. I was with Braden and I wasn’t supposed to be having these feelings about some other guy. I wasn’t supposed to be kissing him either.

After we kissed it got a bit awkward. He apologized and left, even though it was me who initiated the kiss.

I felt guilty.

Lexi invited me to have breakfast at the Café. I could tell she was still worried about what happened yesterday; me drowning.

I put on some white jeans and a washed out red top.

My hair was in a messy pony tail but I didn’t care. I put on thin eyeliner, mascara, and lip balm.

I went downstairs and saw my aunt sitting on the couch watching TV.

“You were watching vampire diaries last night weren’t you?” she asked with a wide grin.

“How did you know?” I gave her a weird look.

She pointed to the coffee table. “The DVD’s were out. I’m sorry I came home late. Did you have anyone over?”

I looked away, “Damon stayed for a bit.”

Her eyes shone with curiousness and amusement. “So you and Damon, huh?”

My face heated. She had no idea how close she was.

“No. just friends. I’ll see you later. I’m going out with Lexi.”

Nina gave me a quick hug and headed out.

Lexi came a minute later to pick me up. I saw that Damon was in the back seat. I got in and avoided eye contact. 

It was a good thing Lexi didn’t notice she just gave a bright smile, hugged me hello and turned the radio on blast.

We got to the café. Lexis pushed her boobs a little up and put some lip stick before strutting inside.

Damon and I gave each other a look at her actions. It was obvious she just wanted to come here because Paul worked this morning.

I slid into a booth and Damon sat next to me. He didn’t seem to be affected of last night. Maybe we could just forget about it.

Sami came up to us; she was wearing an apron and carried a small notepad. “Hey guys. What are you going to want?” she asked with a bright smile.

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