Blythe
Waking up to the light streaming through the window I smiled and stretched, all of my muscles deliciously sore. Looking out the window I looked down at the busy London street I turned and looked back and smiled at a sleeping Duncan. He's hair was curling behind his head and with the natural morning light of foggy London he looked f*****g sexy.
Duncan had a soft look in his face, a content look dare I say and I felt a sense of pride that after the last couple of days he's as happy as me.
Blushing remembering the plane ride I blushed and leaned back on the window seal.
Damion grabbed me and slammed me back against the airplane's bedroom door. "You know now that I've touched you that plan to protect you from me is shot. So now we're screwed on the red moon. Or should I say I'll be
