Kayla
I took the blanket off my face and watched him. He was staring at me from just inches away, his eyes dark and focused. Damien looked like a love-struck puppy, but there was something predatory underneath it.
Maybe this was his move—his "MO." He was trying to seduce me, and truthfully, it was working. I was so irritated by the goosebumps that spread throughout my skin just by watching this handsome devil stare into my soul.
I quickly covered my face with the blanket again, my heart hammering against my ribs. I felt the mattress dip as the bed reduced by a couple of inches; he was sliding in with me.
Before I knew what was happening, Damien’s hand reached out. He grabbed my cheek softly, his thumb tracing my jawline, and pulled my mouth toward his.
"Morning breath," I tried to
