"I lost the game. It's over." I knew my words reached him. Losing meant that I've fallen in love when I known I shouldn't have. Betting on this was a mistake, it was trap. The rain continues to pour on our bodies, as the moonlight kissed our skins. He didn't say anything, but to look at my eyes asking if it was genuine, as the silence was slowly killing me. Seconds passed and I had enough. I turned my back and slowly walked away. But before my silhouette dissapears, he roughly took my shoulders and made me face him. Damon's hoarse voice filled my ears as I looked into his deep-blue eyes that sunk me in. "It's a tie. I've lost the game too, Roxanne." Before I get to say anything, his lips gently crushed into mine. ****