Damon's POV
I sat on the bed waiting for Rachel as she got dressed in the bathroom. I don't know what it is about her but I can't seem to get her out of my head.
you will ruin her
my conscience keeps butting in, but I know it's right. I scrolled through my latest instagram feed, trying to keep my mind occupied. The door swung open and she walked out
"fuck.." the word came out before I could stop it
her body is to die for
she walked out in silk pink booty shorts and a grey tank top, she wasn't wearing a bra so I could see her perfectly round boobs with her nipples poking through the thin fabric
I saw her lips move but couldn't hear what she said, I'm too distracted with the way her body moves. She put her clothes into her closet, standing on her tippy toes to reach the specific area she hung her tops in. She turned and dropped from her tippy toes to her feet, causing her boobs to bounce nearly sending me off a cliff. I had to bite my lip to keep myself from saying anything else.
"Damon?" her soft confused voice finally made its way to my ears "are you okay?" she laughed, I probably look like an idiot right now
"Yeah just tired, sorry" I scratched the back of my neck and forced out a yawn to make it more believable
"If you want you can stay the night" she spoke softly, a hint of doubt within her words
I can tell she's unsure about me staying, but dammit I dont want to leave
"yeah I'd appreciate that" I let out a smile, hoping it would sort of reassure her
"I'm going to grab a glass of water, do you want some?"
"no I'm okay thank you" I replied without thinking, I probably could use some water right now but I would end up drooling more than I already am at her
She walked out of the room, I looked around to see if there was anything I could wear to sleep. It looked like Tanner took everything.
I guess I'll sleep in my boxers
I slipped my shirt off my body and slid my pants down to the floor
Fold your clothes, you don't want her to think you're a pig
my conscience kicked in, I bent down and grabbed my clothes and folded them neatly before placing them on a chair she had near the bed. I laid down in the bed waiting for her to return, again scrolling through instagram to pass the time. I can hear her foot steps getting closer, as she stepped into the room I looked up at the sound of her choking on her water
"are you okay?" I sat up to prepare myself in case she needed help
"yeah sorry, went down the wrong pipe" she continued to clear her throat a bit before walking over to her side of the bed and placing her water down on the night stand
"sorry about kissing you earlier, I shouldn't have used you to piss Tanner off" she spoke as she slid under the covers, getting ready to sleep
god she's beautiful, I don't know why Tanner would dare to lose her. I cant lie to myself, I want her, but I can't allow her to become part of my dangerous life. She doesn't know about my past or about the bad side of me, and I'm sure if she knew she wouldn't even have me near her.
I can't help but admire every one of her features, her perfect pouty lips, that were so soft against mine just a few minutes ago. She doesn't have to apologize for kissing me, I wanted to feel her lips against mine. I'm hoping that kissing her, and knowing what it felt like, would help keep her off my mind..since all I could think about prior was wanting to kiss her
Good luck with that
"Rachel, you can use me any time you want"
Short chapter I know, but I thought this would be the perfect time for Damon's pov. Let me know what you think :)