Damon

Chapter 8

I take a breath as the cool wind hits my face. My eyes close and a smile forms on my face. Relaxation is the best feeling. My toes dig into the sand and it feels like I have no worries at all. I look forward to see the bright sun and waves crashing against each other. The beach has always been my favorite place.

I remember this beach. My mom used to take me and Melina here after dad left. We would drive two hours here almost every weekend and then it stopped. I haven't been here in years. Why am I now?

"Because I wanted to take you here." A soft voice says behind me as I feel arms wrap around my waist.

It's him.

This is a dream.

I turn around and become face to face with the nightmare himself. Except I don't feel scared. I'm actually pretty calm? I feel safe.

His arms unwrap themself from my waist and he walks towards the water. "Get in the water with me." I watch as his legs, then waist get deeper into the water. He takes off his shirt and throws it towards the sand.

Oh my.

His body is an art piece. For a being who doesn't exist, he sure has an amazingly sculpted body. Like God himself made him to the perfect image. Or maybe satan with how hot I'm feeling just staring at him.

"Easier to image dirty situations with me now that you know what my torso looks like right?" He smirks.

"Uh-"

"Get in the water." He demands.

"I would but I don't want to get my clothes wet."

"That's not a problem when you're not wearing clothes." he looks me up and down.

I look down to see that not one item of clothing is on me. I am entirely naked. In front of him. If this wasn't a dream, I would rush to cover myself and feel highly embarrassed but I don't. I feel completely comfortable standing in front of Damon unclothed with him checking every inch of my body. I think I like that he is.

I step closer to the water worried that it will be cold.

"It's warm, don't worry." He reassures.

Can he hear my thoughts?

I walk deep into the water, closer to him. The water is up to my belly button and he takes a closer look at my body.

"Gorgeous."

"Thanks." I blush. I would usually feel self-conscious. Nobody including Jacob has ever seen my naked body. I don't have a model or hourglass body. It's just average but the way Damon is staring at it makes me feel like I have the body of a goddess.

His eyes then go to my face. We stare into each other's eyes before they drop to my lips. Slowly, his head leans in forward till his lips softly touch mine. I move mine with his. He is very sweet and gentle with the kiss as if my lips could break at the touch. His hands move to the bottom of my waist and he pushes me closer. He isn't forceful or rough.

Maybe he isn't as evil as I thought he was. He's not a monster. He's just damaged. He may not know how to do everything right but right here in this moment, is the real him. A gentle creature. A soft man. I could stay like this forever. He feels like home and even Jacob has never made me feel this safe.

Damon pulls away from the kiss and smiles at me. "Let's dance."

"There isn't any music."

"Dancing with music is boring." He then grabs my arms and puts them up to his neck. His hands go back to their spot at the bottom of my back. He stares into my eyes and sways us back and forth.